Ariadne, loving Theseus,
helped him in every way
To slay the half-bull Minotaur,
And together they sailed away
to Naxos, where heroically,
Theseus the brave,
Went on to Greece without her -
just left her in a cave.
But Bacchus came to save her,
giving her love and wine.
Which miss would miss
that fickle Greek
When the option was Divine?
Integration was my aim -
of figure, cave and frame,
The curves of hip and stalagmite,
and colours much the same.
Bacchus, unbeknown to her,
is creeping up behind,
With little ambiguity
of what he has in mind.