I am enlisted in my class,
My wings are now unreadily being spread out.
You will not see me again in myself for a long time,
And so I ask you to come forth and kiss me,
And take my fleshy self in unto you,
As I conceal myself in stone to confront myself in the outer world.
My self that you cherish, the one that I hang as spirit in this house,
Will have vanished, as if have forgotten you.
But revel not at this, at ‘tis only temporary—you are understanding this?
Now let us converge
So that later on, you might need only to caress yourself,
And seek deep within yourself the raw gem that I have inserted in unto you.

Your courtesy is remarkable, indispensable to forget,
Your pureness is one that used to make up the air.
Let not this shard of me hang dormant, so it may fall;
Forgive me for asking you this, of this tasking risk.