Prismatic Sovereign
Reflection
In the canvas of her lips, a universe unfolds,
A symphony of colors, bold and bold.
Each stroke a whisper, each hue a song,
A testament to the power of being strong.
The reds and blues, the golds and purples play,
A dance of light and shadow, day by day.
Her lips, a canvas, a world of their own,
A mirror reflecting the soul within.
The glittering sequins, like stars in the night,
Guide the viewer through a journey of light.
Her gaze, unyielding, a beacon of truth,
A reminder that beauty is both fierce and soft.
This is not just art, but a call to rise,
To embrace the colors of our own skies.
For in her lips, we see ourselves anew,
A prismatic sovereign, bold and true.