The softest touches there are.

I hate the touch of your soft, foolish hands.

As the color, odor, and softness of her hair... on the pillow.

Soft

Softest

Feel how soft.

So soft.

Just simply using the tactile sensors on the feet, it's trying to walk over a changing terrain, a soft terrain where it pushes down and changes.

Arm straighter.

Little soft fluffy sleeper

Your hair is even softer.

It had to be supple and even.

You have such kind fingers.

And light, soft and supple...

Women have a sense of beauty and aesthetics and prefer exercises that demonstrate grace and plasticity.

Not a soft, redgold crown with stars in it.

Pale she was, listless And soft to the touch.

Soft, clean, modern look

But the clouds is sunny and soft.

Though your pillow's soft and deep

Our feet were soft in flowers...

You know how you get when the Old John barley corn...

It was made of... Soft shimmering satin...

The sculpture could now be entirely soft, which made it so light it could tie in to existing buildings literally becoming part of the fabric of the city.

We must be willows. Slender, limber willows.

Before that, they were all soft, fluffy structures.

Come on.

And I want the roller limbered up for moving.

On my mother's side, i'm... how shall i say that for your tender ears?

You just look at his hands. He's got awful hands, they're all soft.

Yet my large, soft feet allow me to navigate sand.

You know Dr. Bradman, the man with the gentle hands.

AnnMarie Thomas Hands on science with squishy circuits

What's unexpected about this is that it's soft, but it's also a strong magnet.

I owe you for all the tenderness you've given me.

Narrator In front of the sub, a mess screen will come into contact with the soft bodied creatures of the deep sea.

Your voice kind of puts me in mind of a Texas sky at night... soft and perfect.

The baby looked like you with fuzzy brown hair all over his head and soft all over.

It isn't enough to be soft. You've got to be soft and attractive. And I...

The concept was to really knit this rope together and develop this new soft infrastructure for the oysters to grow on.

The beast walks sideways on the wet sand of the beach, with its nose pointed into the wind.

I discovered their soft surfaces revealed every ripple of wind in constantly changing patterns.

And she arranges them so that the viewer actually has to navigate through the space, and interact with the objects.

You're both rather gentle creatures, you know.

So I replaced the metal armature with a soft, fine mesh of a fiber 15 times stronger than steel.