Smooth, sweet gentle

In the realm of tactile delight,

Where hands find solace, day or night,

There exists a realm of perfect ease,

A phenomenon that brings us peace.

Oh, something smooth, a gentle touch,

A velvet whisper, we love so much,

It glides beneath our fingertips,

A sensation that forever grips.

A pebble polished by the sea,

Caressed by waves, so tenderly,

Its surface, worn by time and tide,

A testament to nature’s pride.

Smooth as silk, the midnight sky,

Studded with stars that catch the eye,

A celestial canvas, vast and grand,

Where dreams take flight, hand in hand.

A river’s flow, so calm and serene,

Its currents gentle, its waters clean,

Smooth as glass, it mirrors the sky,

Reflecting beauty, as time goes by.

A baby’s skin, so soft and pure,

A touch that makes our hearts endure,

With every stroke, a bond is made,

A love that never fades or fades.

Smooth as honey, sweet and warm,

A golden elixir, nature’s charm,

It drips and glides, a liquid gold,

A taste so rich, a story untold.

Smooth as poetry, the words that flow,

A rhythmic dance, where meanings grow,

They paint emotions, with every line,

A symphony of thoughts, so divine.

Smooth as love, a tender embrace,

A gentle kiss, a sacred space,

It soothes the soul, ignites the fire,

A passion that never will expire.

So let us cherish what’s smooth and fine,

In every touch, a moment divine,

For in these moments, we find release,

A respite from life, a sense of peace.