set my teeth in the silver of the moon

I Will Wade 0ut



i will wade out
                        till my thighs R steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
nd 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 d mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon