Silken Echoes: A Tapestry of Smooth
Exploring the Graceful Whispers of Nature and Craftsmanship in the Texture of Life
In the realm of touch, where fingertips dance,
A world of smoothness, a tender trance.
Nature's artistry in textures spun,
In every caress, a tale begun.
Silken rivers weave tales untold,
Stones, worn by centuries, in waters bold.
Glossy whispers, a liquid embrace,
Smooth as time, an enduring grace.
Velvet dreams on a quilt unfold,
Childhood's warmth, a story told.
Threads of memory, woven in hush,
Smooth as love, a cherished plush.
Antique echoes, polished with care,
Whispers of history, secrets to share.
A touch that spans the hands of time,
Smooth as a rhythm, a vintage rhyme.
Elegance drips from the moonlit night,
Silent whispers of silk, soft and light.
Smooth, the dance of shadows play,
In the stillness, dreams gently sway.
Smooth, a canvas for tales to paint,
A tactile magic, no need to feign.
In every touch, a universe untold,
Where smoothness is crafted, a beauty to behold.
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Danielle Steel
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This was so wonderful! Very beautifully written!