Mirror, mirror
The verse is behind the glass
Who is the fairest
The prettiest
And the liveliest?
Who is the reddest
Of cheeks
With hair-pinned roses?
Who is the dreamiest
The luckiest
And most fortunate?
Who is the dressest
The sublimest
And virginest?
Who is the mightiest
Clumsiest and wittiest?
And the mirror echoes...
For the first question
There is nothing certain
As a kiss could enliven and murder...
As for the second
Those who see the back
Will most definitely forget the inner...
For the third
I have to ponder much
Yet I have to say it is who asks no mirror...
For the fourth
I am under no impression
Where I see the humming terror...
For the fifth
It is easiest of all!
I attest it is that who loves after the fall.
About the Creator
Germaine Mooney
dark romance writer, poet, relationship councillor and sci-fantasy geek. Geek culture reviewer.
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