The Naked Grotto

The Naked Grotto

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

Down in the grotto we’d go to swim
Whenever the tide was high
And pouring into the basin there,
At low tide it was dry,
I’d go with the Percival sisters
Who would laugh and call and dive,
While bursting out of their suits, it seemed
A time to be alive.

While Carolyn had the bigger breasts
Brittany had the thighs,
Carolyn had the sweetest smile
But Brittany had the eyes,
I never could choose between them for
I loved them both the same,
They’d flaunt themselves in the grotto pool
To them it was just a game.

The light would glimmer within the cave
Reflect off the grotto walls,
And from the roof would echo again
The sound of the girls catcalls,
We’d swim, then climb on a ledge of rock
To dry ourselves in the air,
And listen to water lapping in
From the mouth of the cave out there.

They often would try to bully me
To say who I loved the best,
I’d always say that I loved them both
And they’d say I failed the test,
So one day, standing upon the ledge
They both peeled their costumes off,
And said, ‘now tell us the one you love
Or haven’t you seen enough.’

The sisters’ beauty caught at my throat
And took the most of my breath,
I’d never seen them naked before
Nor since, I swear on my death,
I couldn’t answer, so they got mad
And flung me into the pool,
Then swam around me, breasts and legs
Determined to play the fool.

Brittany trapped me between her thighs
While Carolyn pushed me down,
The water swirled at my head so long
I thought I was going to drown,
But finally they’d had enough of me
Holding me down, submersed,
And I shot up to the surface then
Thinking my lungs would burst.

It’s years since ever we went to swim
Together again, all three,
For finally I had to make a choice,
Which one would marry me.
Brittany’s now my loving wife
For I found between her thighs,
In the grotto swim, when she squeezed me in,
The truth in a world of lies.

David Lewis Paget

© 2016 David Lewis Paget


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Well, “loving wife” sounds hopeful, but the decision was born of the sisters’ cruelty. And the last line leaves me feeling things were not all well and good. This has a reality to it that I think most of us would like to eschew. Relationships can be messy things, even when they’re built on the best of terms, let alone such manipulative cruelty. I wonder if a really happy relationship could be had with either of two such sisters?

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One way or the other, he had to choose. A good read.

Posted 2 Months Ago


A amazing ending to a outstanding tale. You made this wonderful place and scene come alive. Some decisions we can't lose in. Thank you David for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is one of my favorite pieces in a long time. The push and pull and the not so innocent sibling rivalry happening makes for quite the tale.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Getting sexy in your advancing age I see. Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A most telling piece, one has to find ones way through the trouble and attitudes of others to appreciate ones self, well done, good read.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Well, “loving wife” sounds hopeful, but the decision was born of the sisters’ cruelty. And the last line leaves me feeling things were not all well and good. This has a reality to it that I think most of us would like to eschew. Relationships can be messy things, even when they’re built on the best of terms, let alone such manipulative cruelty. I wonder if a really happy relationship could be had with either of two such sisters?

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

such fun to read!!! sobering last line ..doesn't seem fair to enter the cold cruel world in such a fine love affair ... i see them clearly ..innocent youth and jousting sisters .. how i wished to have been that boy ;)
E.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Youth is a time for laughing, being daring, when having a swim in the grotto. I pictured the surprised young man! What was he to do? The ending is a different way to describe the mystery and sutle ways of discovering what is real, powerful, true...I liked the image you expressed while they were all frolicking in the pool...ah what fun to be young especially since he did make the prefect choice at last. A happy ending ! With Brittany.

Posted 7 Years Ago


David this is beautiful! It flows really well, and it's short but still immersive, it's almost as though I am there as a witness to the youthful antics of the characters. Well done, I can't wait to see more from you!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on August 21, 2016
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David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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