Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the canvas of time, a soul ignites,
A woman's gaze, a storm of light.
Colors dance, a symphony of hues,
Each stroke a whisper, each hue a truth.
Her eyes, a portal to the infinite,
A universe of emotion, a silent feat.
The brushstrokes weave, a tapestry of dreams,
A testament to the power of human beams.
Her presence, a beacon, a guiding star,
In the chaos of life, she stands afar.
Yet, in her eyes, we find our own,
A mirror reflecting what we've grown.
This portrait is not just a face,
But a journey, a story, a space.
Where the viewer becomes the subject,
And the art becomes a transformative act.
Prismatic, vibrant, a soul on fire,
She is the sovereign of her own desire.
Through her eyes, we see the world anew,
A canvas of hope, where dreams are true.