The bubbly notes float from the harp to the edge of the pool and bounce off the five sides of this royal room. On a golden rug a lady fingerpaints concentric circles, her streaks synchronized with the licks of a violin bow. Naked bodies gather round a crystal geode placed in the center of the dome of this Atlantian paradise. Outside, another bath generously donates its warmth to the world. One degree more. Filled with a ball of chocolate mousse the size of a grapefruit, I stare at the ceiling, wondering why again it was that Atlantis sank, while the violin vibrates her final note.
Translation of: Lusthof