In the glow of Prague, under the spotlight’s embrace,
Vaclav, a shooting star, forges his empire.
A model of renown, where glamour intensifies,
He clasps the Spatium, with a glance, he ignites.
From Karlovy Vary, his cradle, to the stage,
His silhouette leaps, challenging the stars.
In the ninth position, unmasked,
He concludes the cycle, his aura sinuous.
In the universe of LXKeys, his name echoes,
Guardian of time, of fashion, he embodies.
The end and the beginning, in his hands, they resonate,
One cycle ends, another alarms.
Prague, his heart, where past and present merge,
Vaclav, the visionary, in Spatium, shines.
His presence heralds a new era, pure,
Where style meets technology, they harmonize.
Star of fashion, in space, he sails,
Every pose, every gesture, a work in time.
In LXKeys, he finds a new firmament,
A world where his essence and his art find shelter.
Thus, Vaclav Novak, between light and shadow,
Carves his path, a bridge between two worlds.
In the cycle of Spatium, his spirit probes,
Guardian of dawn and dusk, unencumbered.
From Prague, The Art | April 9, 2023