Eyes of Command

In the crimson gaze of command, a soul ignites, A sovereign of will, a beacon of light. Her eyes, mirrors of the universe's might, Speak of power, of dreams, of a boundless flight. The uniform whispers of duty and pride, Yet her smile, a secret, a joy unconfined. A hand to her face, a gesture refined, A moment frozen, a story aligned. The red backdrop, a canvas of passion, Echoes the fervor of her resolute mission. Her presence, a force, a symphony of grace, A leader born, in her eyes, a sacred place. For in her eyes, the world finds its voice, A vision of hope, a promise, a choice. Through her gaze, we see our own reflection, A journey of strength, a path of connection. Oh, eyes of command, a tale untold, A symbol of will, a heart of gold.