---Mirrored Face:.

My eyes that sparkle a stunning brown

Strangely flecked with strays of gold and burnished red

In the sun's luminosity and radiating light

My hair that gleams silver in the midnight moon beams

Brushing playfully around my clothed shoulders

In the transparent wind with an aroma of northern pines and unrevealed voices

That bounce and repeat in my blank senseless thoughts

My lips that smile softly an innocent expression

Beautiful as the lady she is

But none can see her pained body that

Lay harsh and flawed below and beyond the reflections of the spherical mirror

That was poised at her face and her face only.