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