I will wade out
till my thighs are steeped in burning
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 the darkness
in the sleeping curves of my body
E.E Cummings
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes
to dash against the darkness
in the sleeping curves of my body
E.E Cummings
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