Haven

From out the swirling surf he plucked a maiden fair, and in distress, whose innocence intrigued him so that he could not confess in speech, articulate her loveliness. He took her to his breast and blessed her, held her close, and quieted her fears; it was as if she knew him well, such recognition in her eyes, as joy and peace didst dry away her tears. They joined in union and enjoyed the purest of all sacraments, unsullied by lascivious display. They blended, as a tree merged with the sky, a fusion of the elements. He was immortal, she a nymph, protected by his gentle touch, a child of Pan in need of succour, he the providence that calmed her, proffered bliss she craved so much. They were lovers found in time, wanderers who claimed their haven, dreamers living heaven, bound together now as one and sanctified, in synergy.