the lip-shaped lipstick marks,
all over the her mirror.
glossy pinks and shocking reds.
which soap couldn’t fade
& erasers wouldnt erase.
nothing could teach her
that mirrors
are no lover’s skin,
They are no blotting papers.
the narcissism relives.
.a.
dec 29, 2006
AMuslimMama 
dis is so true.. nothing outlives sel love.. and ur poem.. brilliant!! i love the line
“Mirrors are no lover’s skin”
gee, thankyou :p
alaena!!!
do u actually do that?? [:o]
when it comes to me CRD, the caution being “do not presume” 😛
in easy words i can do all.
Interesting. Highly. Dare I say I love it? Cause its so easy to fall in love with the mirror. Really!!
Ive kinda read all your posts by now, and my friend, these four lines outshines them all. This by far is your best post. Really!!
-Nin!
hehe, makes me wonder if i too is a woman of few words :p
thanks nin, yours mean much to me =)
nice words !!!
keep going:)