In bottles small, a secret kept,
Where moonlight dreams and stardust slept,
The serum glows — a drop divine,
Like morning dew on petals fine.
From Fluff it came, a whispered spell,
Of jasmine skies and ocean swell.
One touch — the tired skin takes flight,
As if it bathed in lunar light.
It’s not just cream, nor drop, nor mist,
But magic formed from alchemist.
A sigh, a glow, a velvet trace,
That leaves the stars upon your face.
Out of this world, they rightly claim —
Each vial hums with wonder’s name.
So smooth, so soft, the heavens purr…
Who knew your skin could feel like fur?
In every pump, a promise lives:
Of care, of calm, of all love gives.
Fluff isn’t just a skincare song —
It’s where your glow has always belonged.