Latest version--
Water-Lily Pond
Boy, join us in the water-lily pond;
our pale blossoms reflect our cheeks,
our breasts, as our arms reach out for you.
Boy, do not hesitate -- you cup your hand,
you kneel to drink, you lean out,
to taste our cool water;
the tendrils of our lilies reach deep,
and our dark passions run deeper still.
We open our arms and our mouths to you.
We sense you have journeyed far;
let us soothe you, ease your aches
and your fears, caress your muscles
show you passion truly luscious.
Boy, slide into your watery future.
Christopher T. George
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Hylas and the Nymphs by J. W. Waterhouse (1896)
Making Myth Real: Hylas and the Nymphs
Original version--
Water-Lily Pond
Boy, join us in the water-lily pond;
the pale blossoms reflect our cheeks,
our breasts, as our arms reach out to you.
Boy, do not hold back -- you cup your hand,
you kneel to drink, to fill your earthware urn,
within inches of the cool water;
the tendrils of the lilies reach deep,
and our dark passions run deeper still.
We open our arms and our mouths to you.
Christopher T. George
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