A Very Short "Frame Narrative" Love Poem - What's Your Comment?

You have a way with bringing someone ... right there ... then dropping the errr ... towel.

Maybe to keep a bit of poetic suspense... For a short time you brought a memory back from long ago ground unfamiliar then coy glances awaiting return pert perspicuous words, tantalizing your ego awaiting retort, you obliged familiar ground now reproduced exhilaration surprise now, as then when the ground was unfamiliar and my feet took flight. you brought the memory back love's flirtation

Oooh, a morning poem, with a towel, er, wait, where's the towel.

I read it a couple of times, looking for a hidden massage...but eventually had to throw in the towel.

When the hand hits oooh, it's time for a new towel.

I have wandering hands, and we're going to need another towel.

dropped towels......

there is just something about ....

May 25th is Towel Day

Little things mean a lot.

Oh my tractor...gone forever.....*sob

the way you move your hands to create these "Matteo Moments" is magic! stunning!

Would oooh, be to the Right?