Through the looking glass what do I see? Future, present and the past; deep into my being eyes reflective like said glass. A bronzed torso as valuable as gold, nose rounded to cool the fire in my soul. Heart bumping, chest thumping veins carrying the cells that care for me. Sharp jaw line, eyes align to see a grin that's so divine. I smile in appreciation of life's simplicity, cheeks have so much elasticity. Braided kinks and curls protrude the crown, true wealth in self worth I've finally found, when you speak of self love some work to keep you gagged and bound. So long as I look within I will keep myself abound.