Love is a fluffy towel,
That holds a safe embrace,
Its warmth in soft surrender,
Dry the tears upon your face,
For when the bath is empty,
And the pain has drained away,
All the bubbles of your thoughts,
They burst within your heart and say,
Love is a fluffy towel,
So soft upon your skin,
It holds you in a comfort,
Of the love you once were in.
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you are wrapping the truth of the love here and there through your great penning ..love it..very heart touching work..well done...thank you so much for sharing it..
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love it
something to hold onto

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Oh yes indeed ...Love is a fluffy towel and the bath bubbles hold are thoughts until they burst! Wow, impressive poem Keith!

~Sie

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Thanks Sie, long time no see?
Yes strange how the simplest words are always the best.
Just as love is really, there is nothing complicated about it.
It is just like being wrapped in a fluffy towel.
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