I see the hazel rounds,
inside the almonds shaped vestibules,
There is compassion and warmth radiating out,
Underneath I see the tilted slope almost like a slide,
It stops a little above the wide curved open passage,
which allows delicious wonders to trickle down,
All this is framed by thousands and thousands of long ,
dark brown strands,
I can barely see the two openings ,
one on either side,
just in line with the tilted slope,
I look again and again, almost staring,
from side to side ,top to bottom,
at the shining glow that is all over,
I am really happy with what I see,
this beautiful reflection of me in the mirror.