Smoothness Of Her Touch

In a world full of perceptible projections,

she is a polished pearl, composed into preserved perfection.

She is a magnet, and I am steel, drawn uncontrollably into her ingratiating and inviting smile.

She offers grace without effort, given away as sweetly as a cooling breeze, on a hot July night.

Her curves outline the sky, as the sun casts her silhouette, softly onto the surface of the still water below.

Peace captured in a solitary moment of calm, smooth and undisturbed.

On hard days, she calls to me, like an old friend. Helping me smooth out my edges, relying on her kind gentleness to heal my hurts.

Easing my resistance, she quiets my unrest with her tranquil touch, and her serene shores.