Wilfrid Wilson Gibson, "Hit"

HitOut of the sparkling sea I drew my tingling body clear, and lay On a low ledge the livelong summer day, Basking, and watching lazily White sails in Falmouth Bay.My body seemed to burn Salt in the sun that drenched it through and through, Till every particle glowed clean and new And slowly seemed to turn To lucent amber in a world of blue...I felt a sudden wrench-- A trickle of warm blood-- And