The Bath

a watery interlude

their passions took

a Dionysian pleasure

of berries, sap, and cacao


from open mouths

awoken there

desire released

come tumbling from deep souls

through flesh

heat and longing

nothing else but them only


a roving tongue

Pan sent to find

her swoon

sure to make that undeniable.


Their kiss

and caress

her nakedness divine

the goddess she is

and he


leading, following

with and within

risen with blood

warmed by heart


in joy


giving and given

'til contentment rests them in each other's arms

a oneness nothing surpasses

a place never to leave

Copyright 2016 John Williams