The Mirror

The Mirror

 

I stand in front of the mirror.

A beautiful full length, framed in shiny gold and white shiny pearls.

The mirror is one of splendid grandeur.

 

I stand in front of the mirror

The original staring at her reflection

It’s gazing at her eyes, there is no shine

Her hair, oh her nappy hair…..

She’s sees the scar in her face

One end to the other, reminding her of her suffering

Her inner turmoil, her fights for survival, her fight for sanity

My original is utterly disgusted by her reflection

A fat blob, with saggy breast, which have long lost their glory

Her hips, she can’t find her hips, somehow it has all morphed into one

Those flabby thighs are a disgrace!

She wish her feet were big, so she could just run far away

 

I stand in front of the mirror

My reflection is intently staring at it’s original.

It’s gazing at her beautiful raven black, almond shaped eyes

Admiring the pearly white teeth

Which are often revealed in her cheeky smile.

She can see the vague dimple, her soft , shiny ebony skin

Her hair, oh yes, her hair, her crowning glory.

My reflection is utterly in love with her original

Her voluptuous figure, her well formed breast

Her sexy , swinging hips

Those thighs , those thick strong thighs …..

Eve her feet, her size 4 feet, so tiny, inviting a tickle

 

I stand in front of the mirror.

A beautiful full length, framed in shiny gold and white shiny pearls.

The mirror is one of splendid grandeur.

 

My reflection and original make an agreement

A serene pact.

My reflection will continue to love and admire it’s original

And my original will learn to accept and find strength, in her reflection

They smile at each other,

What a vision of beauty  and strength is revealed by their morphing into one

 

I stand in front of the mirror and smile

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