Mirror...Mirror..Mirror
Mirror..Mirror..Mirror on the Wall...Who is the fairest of them all?
To this Mirror..the only one he loved was precious of them all
He has seen her grow from a girl to a woman
He has caressed her like no man ever can..
He has gasped as she stood in front of him with those long black locks
He wanted to have his fingers run through those..
He has loved those dark brown soulful kohl-ed eyes
He wanted to whisper sweet nothings in her ears
He has admired her luscious lips
He wanted to kiss them a thousand times
He is charmed by her slender hips
He has longingly gazed at the perfect breasts
He has embraced her reflection in himself
She had no idea of her admirer itself...
How he wish he could tell her
But, He is her mirror after all....
