Baroque

In the realm of fortune and desire,
Dwells a creature born to inspire,
With a body gleaming in radiant gold,
And wings spread wide, majestic and bold.

Behold the dragon of financial wealth,
Whose very presence betokens stealth,
Its golden body, a sight to behold,
A treasure chest of stories untold.

With wings that shimmer like the morning sun,
It soars above, where fortunes are won,
Spreading luck and riches, far and wide,
In its golden wake, dreams collide.

Its whiskers, like delicate threads of gold,
Guide those seeking fortunes to untold,
Leading them through paths of endless gain,
In a world where gold beckons, it shall remain.

The dragon's fiery eyes, burning bright,
Hold the secrets of success in flight,
For those who dare to dream and aspire,
To dance with wealth's eternal fire.

Oh, golden creature, mighty and rare,
We marvel at your presence, we dare to stare,
With every beat of your gilded wings,
Aspirations take flight, like golden rings.

So let us all embrace this dragon's might,
Harness its power and hold it tight,
For within its essence, dreams untold,
Await, in a realm of magical gold.