Daphne in the soaphouse
Massaging her tense muscles
Harps & candles & candies
Cancel out the tensions
Two tents in the soaphouse
Ropes dripping wet with spume
Ropes creaking and drumming
Like a vessel under sail
The soapy waves curl and slip
The soapy swells come together
And foam brims over the edges
And washes out in lacy fans
All over the slippery decks
And all the sybarites laugh
As honey drips from their giggling lips