In the Mirror

i see everything, in the mirror everything you crafted me to be the good the bad the ugly i see the highlights and contours you sculpted me with from head to toe the calm in my eyes contrasting against my rigid edges sharp enough to stab through you like daggers don’t get too close you may not be able to leave the same as you entered the curls bounce against my head adorning my face with vines of the jungle enticing enough to pull you in until you never wish to leave dangerous enough to steal the breath from your lungs the curves that flow along my body as rivers do the banks inviting soft caresses and warm embraces running deep enough you may drown the thickness of my thighs gives birth to a gateway only the strong can survive amiable enough to effortlessly delve you into pleasure awakening the euphoria inside you yet growing so exuberantly that if you bask in the rapture too long you leave room for nothing but suffocation the soles of my feet carry me through the fires of hell burning in my past and the heaven sent clouds cushioning my future i see everything, in the mirror everything you crafted me to be finding the beauty in my demons embracing the enchantment of my angels obliterating the traces of ugly sent from your mirror to mine i see everything, in the mirror everything possessing me and nothing belonging to you