Prismatic Sovereign

In the canvas of time, a soul ignites, A woman's gaze, a universe of light. Her colors dance, a symphony of hues, A prism shattered, yet a crown she views. Her eyes, the windows to an endless sea, Reflect the stars that guide her destiny. Her lips, a promise, bold and unafraid, Speak of a journey, where the heart is made. The strokes of paint, a whisper of the soul, A story told in hues both bold and whole. Her presence lingers, a silent call, To rise, to dream, to conquer it all. For in her eyes, we see ourselves, A mirror held, a path unfurled. A sovereign of the heart, a queen of grace, A beacon of hope in every face. Let her colors guide you, let her light inspire, To be the sovereign of your own desire.