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
I shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
With chasteness of seagirls
Will I complete the mystery of my flesh?
Will I complete the mystery of my flesh, my flesh?
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
I shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
With chasteness of seagirls
Will I complete the mystery of my flesh?
Will I complete the mystery of my flesh, my flesh?
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