The green velvet gown

Stroking her index finger feeling the gorgeous gown she teased her senses and lifted her frown.. twas only material but Oh how it felt grand, so sleek yet sensual and silky as sand..as green as a precious stone camouflaged in fresh grass, a pure immaculate emerald of an exquisite class.. such a bonny, beautiful belle of the ball with the green velvet gown that danced in the hall

Capturing her audience with her razzle, dazzle charm as the King of his castle gently grasped her arm..yet meekly and modestly she was so unaware as piercing eyes was fixed on her stare.. spotlights shined on the green velvet gown shimmering radiance of a rich renown..she looked like an elegant movie star as she spun her spellbound repertoire..

Lavishly luxurious, extravagantly rich.. satin threads sewed each and every stitch..this green velvet gown fitted her like a glove as she cooed so coyly like a heavenly dove.. alas her dream ended too soon as the green velvet gown stood under the moon.. glitzing like a damond, diffused by the light, such a dazzling damsel illuminating the night