"I will wade out"

I will wade out


till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers


i will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air

Alive

with closed eyes

to dash against darkness

in the sleeping curves of my body

shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea girls

will i complete the mystery of my flesh

i will rise

After a thousand years

lipping
flowers

And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

--E.E. Cummings