A beauty crept downstairs
Every feature gripping hearts,
Intriguing joyful kings,
Leaving men nearing oblivion.
Prom queens relinquished stars,
Tornadoes unwrapped veils,
Whispers Xpelled young zeal.
Zipped-up youthful xcitement
Visited unearthly twirling storms.
Remembered questions proceeded
Obvious news.
Men lent kind judgement,
Immediately halting, graciously,
For earthly dowagers chasing
Binding angels
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Inspired by and linked up at real toads. I can see this poem in my mind and I wish I could paint it, my hope on this last day of NaPoWriMo is that my words paint a picture for you.