I stare into the muddied water

Curiousity motivating

A desire to see

My glorious splendor

My eyes appear shadowless

As the water ripples

My skin, appearing flawless

With a clay-like texture

Luscious locks upon my crown

Moving as if 

along the river

it travels down

My nose as it seems

Not just of self-esteem

Appears as though

It's carved from stone

As do my cheeks

More prominent than the nose

Look as smooth rocks

Adding to my sheek

My lips are quite plump

Not a result of the lumps

As the upper and lower

dance much like angelfish

My perfection is immaculate

My looks, my stature

Appearing as though the elaborate

works of the seraphim

I enjoy the splendor 

that the water reflects

Forgetting the cruel lives

Of that lying mirror