In Mirrored Capture
In mirrored capture
She stands before
This lady, blond
One can't ignore
The mirror tells
Her beauty, stance
Leaves one, I
In viewing trance
Her posture, pose
Delights mine eyes
Her figure, dress
I feel, hypnotised
Dress of purple
Mix of black
Style, she oozes
I grant that
In mirrored capture
She stands before
Through my eyes
Thine heart soars
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