Glass Mirror

Thy happiness which lies beneath my heart It sings like a christmas carol with joiness of love Some time I ask myself am I pretty enough? Sometimes I praise my mirror for honesty Mirror O Mirror how beautiful am I? Why do I feel such animosity towards myself? Why do I ask myself such silly questions my dear It's such a silly perspective to think of myself this way I ponder for a moment and ask myself Am I over exaggerating or what my love? Deep within my enormous heart sails blood cells all over my body Their white and red but they travel with an intense speed Sometimes this speed gives me an aderline rush What might have triggered this cause my love? How does this feelings go away People ask me if im okay What response should I give them my dear Sometimes I feel so rhetorical and speechless. What might have caused these reactions my love Dear o Dear Why can I not control my bipolarness A bitchy moody feeling overwhelmed by estrogen It defines my stage of stress when I'm overwhelmed? O mighty mirror you feel so glossy Regularly I clean you with a cloth and spray you with water- so you can shine with perfection. The mirror that shaders are like a cracked glass A glass that is sensitive and fragile The fragileness of my sweet name is just like a fragile glass An ease character with a gentle touch The touch which reaches everyone's hearts The hearts which call out my name right through a magical mirror Indeed I hear a gentle whisper word by word The mirror replies to me, Come closer my dear The soft words which become recorded within my ear The words which cry out my name indeed With sadness, each word cracks right through the mirror It cries out rescue me, my dear I'm lonely without your love. My heart cries out for you. My beloved wife. Your gorgerous beauty invites deep- within your beloved soul A lapse of numbers tick very gently Come to me I want you near me, my love He whispers to my ear I need you, my dear Come to me now, I get closer to him He grabs me tightly and kisses me right through the beautiful mirror. I ask myself are all mirror this romantic? He says not all women are as beautiful as you Thy heart within your bloodstream also has an intense- beauty falling from your heart my love. I invision your enormous heart like a waterfall I gaze with naughty intentions hun.