Crest of the Heir
Breathing in the wind, my kingdom unfolds,
Gold in the air, legacy foretold.
Feeling the rhythm vibrating thought,
Beating the pulse tickling the sea,
Frequency high all gifting lovingly me.
Inheaving creation, exheaving perplexion,
Mastering moments, shaping perfection.
Hearing whisper your fortune, you a currency heir,
Flowing in streams, sowing prepare.
Here is the seed, planted in mind,
Rooted in fire, sparking in kind.
Let it stretch, let it rise,
Touching, kissing thy heavens eyes,
Claiming dominating stimulating my skies.
Breathing the wind, my kingdom ascends,
Gold-laced clouds where fortune extends.
Legacy written in currency told,
Each word a pillar, each breath earning bold.
Rhythms resounding creating new salt,
Tickling tides seeing my visions picturing thought.
Frequency high, the crown aligns,
Lovereign in light, blessing mind.
Inheaving creation, sculpting the air,
Exheaving illusion, perfecting the rare.
Mastering time, bending the frame,
Speaking my future, igniting the flame.
Here is the seed, watch as it grows,
Forth from the fire, brilliance bestows.
Stretching beyond, heavens arise,
Claiming, proclaiming, dominating—my reign fills filling the skies.
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