Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
Beneath the shimmering veil of gold and light,
A pair of shoes stands tall, a beacon of might.
Each sequin, a star, each gem, a whispered tale,
Of dreams deferred, of courage, of unyielding sale.
The high heel pierces the air, a silent command,
A testament to strength, a defiance grand.
The colors dance, a symphony of hope,
A mirror to the soul, where beauty does not cope.
In every step, a story unfolds,
A journey of resilience, where the heart holds.
The sequins catch the light, a fleeting grace,
A reminder that beauty is not just a face.
For in these shoes, a queen is born,
A symbol of power, a path unshorn.
The Prismatic Sovereign, a beacon bright,
Guiding the lost, igniting the night.
So wear them, bold, with pride and grace,
For in their steps, a world will embrace.
A world where beauty and strength intertwine,
And every step is a victory divine.