The Words Of A Mirror

Today you'll look at me,

To find out where you flaw,

But my lady, what I see,

Bewilders me in benevolent awe.

A smile that turns the dead,

A smile that never dares to frown ,

One that's prone to spread,

One that deserves a crown.

Though your smile makes me quiver,

Sends cracks down my foundation,

There's more beyond this sliver,

Allow for clarification.

Eyes shining blue,

A color above the others,

They tilt my thoughts askew,

And change fighters in to lovers.

A field of golden hair,

A sun beyond the waves,

It shines brights and even glares,

On the darkest of our days.

And Although

I'm merely just a reflection,

The real you needs no improvement,

You've already reached perfection.