Myth Of Mirror.

Swanky red does accord in deep core For silky vein to adore gloss of blue in redolence. as jingling valet of night descends to dispense fragrance pattern of moon fleshes out to spur sheen of crystal. spark of joy heals up to soar to touch glimpse on path of milky way white trudges to glow. colors plume through prism in reflection enlightened mirth swaddles across corridor to clone. light of love draws to portray gleams of rainbow clime in summer seems to smooch by drops of musky rain. light in eyes dissipates to see within and beyond when dark clouds in distance desiccates spattering tears of joy warmth muses to behold love of crystals bespeckling to sparkle as fill of solace slowly embraces myth of mirror yet undaunted.