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
to dash against darkness
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
I will rise
After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
-- E. E. Cummings --
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