Mirror Girl Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

Mirror Girl



Fix me in time forever young and free
with porcelain skin and pillowy lips,
with silk waves of hair as long as can be
above the sway of evocative hips.
Settle my stare upon my reflection.
I am in love with me, myself, and I.
I will never starve for one's affection;
for, I am the apple of my own eye.

A picture to paint, a vision to see -
I am the answer to every response.
There is no other lovelier than me.
I am the woman that every man wants.
It is no burden to be blessed so much,
to highlight the hourglass curve of my waist,
to straighten the spine that you long to touch
and project the peaks that you long to taste.

My eyes are a sky-dipped cornflower blue.
My lashes sweep with a delicate ease.
My touch can arouse and awaken you
as a tsunami unravels the seas.
Like Helen, I can launch a thousand ships.
Men go to war over women like me.
I must take a picture before time slips,
before another man buckles his knee.

Full disclosure: This is a lonely life,
but I would do it all over again.
Beauty is deep, but it cuts like a knife.
Out of them all, I am clearly a ten.
Do not hate me; I am spun strands of gold,
more precious than diamonds or ocean pearl.
I'm the dream that you dream but cannot hold.
I am an illusion, a mirror girl.

Mirror Girl
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As individuals and as a nation, we now suffer from social narcissism.
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