when god lets my body be 
  
From each brave eye shall sprout a tree 
fruit that dangles therefrom 
  
the purpled world will dance upon 
Between my lips which did sing 
  
a rose shall beget the spring 
that maidens whom passion wastes 
  
will lay between their little breasts 
My strong fingers beneath the snow 
  
Into strenuous birds shall go 
my love walking in the grass 
  
their wings will touch with her face 
and all the while shall my heart be 
  
With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea