The Towel
Wrapped in a towel she gracefully walks
From the bathroom into our boudoir
Her hair all wet and her face all a shine
This lady whom I share my life with
I have see her in gowns of the purest silk
And faded denim with tie-dyed shirt
I have seen her in her wedding gown
And at the beach in a swimsuit
But if I don't see her in nothing at all
I love my treasure wrapped up in a towel
Pendragon

