Smooth

In the realm of gentle grace, where touch meets silk,

A symphony of softness, a whisper of milk.

Smooth, the river's dance on polished stone,

Where currents weave tales, in a rhythmic tone.

Beneath the moonlit, velvet sky,

Smooth is the lullaby the breezes sigh.

Smooth, the pebble embraced by the sea,

Caressed by waves in eternal glee.

A lover's touch, tender and refined,

Silken pathways, hearts entwined.

Smooth, the ink on a parchment page,

Unfurling stories with wisdom and age.

The molten sunset in hues of gold,

A canvas of warmth, a tale untold.

The butterfly's flight on a summer's day,

Silky wings in a ballet display.

Smooth, the petals of a rose in bloom,

A fragrant embrace, dispelling gloom.

In the quiet night, a serene moon's glow,

Smooth shadows dance in a soft, slow flow.

Smooth is the rhythm of a soulful song,

A melody where hearts truly belong.

In the tapestry of moments, where time is soothed,

Ethereal beauty emerges, in everything smooth.