Canto de min mesmo

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You sea! I resign myself to you also....I guess what
                you mean,
I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers,
I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me;
We must have a turn together.... I undress....hurry
                me out of sight of the land,
Cushion me soft.... rock me in billowy drowse,
Dash me with amorous wet.... I can repay you.
               
                               (...)

W.W: Songs of myself.