Prismatic Sovereign

Upon the stage of dreams, where light and shadow dance, A pair of shoes, adorned with jewels, do stand. Each step a symphony, each stitch a song, A testament to grace, a crown of gold. The stones that gleam, like stars in twilight's embrace, Tell tales of journeys, both known and unknown. They whisper secrets of the heart's desire, Of daring leaps and the courage to rise. In their embrace, the wearer finds her power, A beacon of strength, a flame of hope. They are not just shoes, but wings of flight, Carrying the soul to realms untold. Oh, Prismatic Sovereign, you are more than threads, You are the essence of a woman's might. In your embrace, the world becomes her stage, And every step, a story of light.