It’s the power of a well told tale,
To move, to inform and to illustrate.
The beginning sets the mood
For the bath that’s about to begin.
It’s where you feel the temperature
Whether it’s too hot, or, too cold,
Or, just what’s right for you.

You’re wrapped up in that embrace
Between the middle and the end
Where you’re soaking, experiencing
In the intimacy of skin and mind,
The tale that shapes and transports
Through a multitude of emotions,
And, perchance, some deep insights.

At the end you’re not the same
As the one who stepped in, tentative.
Now, there’s another lightness,
Another depth, another yielding,
From being deeply penetrated,
From lingering in the wetness
And the warmth of a well told tale.