Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most beautiful, intelligent, seductive, daring, mystical woman to ever fall from the heavens above upon this great Earth, reflect to me God’s beautiful curse. Show me this woman whose beauty provokes sin, a woman who’s capable of making me smile, cry and dream again. Reveal to me this angel who inspires the dirtiest of my heart’s desire, dissolve if you will my curiosity by revealing her divine majesty, conjure is you will her angelic face, I’ll be satisfied even if it’s just a silhouette trace. Oh mirror on the wall, who was this mystical woman to ever fall from the heavens above? was she a symbol of God’s love? a statute of God’s trust? or a pillar of God’s grace? Oh Mirror, I command you to reveal heaven’s precious fallen face and waste no more time for I know this angel belongs to me, mine all mine, because I’ve asked God personally to send me a special friend to keep me company while I sit here alone in “The Devil’s Den”!
Behold my master, for what appears it is the most beautiful, elegant, intelligent, seductive, daring, beguile, mystical creature to ever walk the face of this Earth, God’s gift, “man’s curse”, she possesses the most beautiful radiant alluring eyes. The Gods say that “they are the windows into heaven’s paradise”, so master beware of her silent seductive stare, or she will consume you then vanish into thin air.
She has been empowered with God’s love driven persistence capable of penetrating man’s defiant resistance. She is the apple of God’s all seeing eye and the light you will see when you die. She has been labeled by the Gods “The Queen of Man’s Heart”, but make no mistake this woman can also turn cold and dark, she can cause you an everlasting pain, turn your blue skies black filled with rain and drive the strongest man insane. This angel of a woman has brought countless hearts to a dire ruin, she can bring you Heaven or Hell upon this Earth. Let’s not forget she’s God’s most beautiful curse. Therefore, my magical powers can’t depict her angelical face, not even the faintest trace. I am sorry my master for this revelation must come to an end. But, behold I have at least inscribed her precious name within. This is where your fantasy begins…
By R. Valle