She is attached to me
As much as I am
I am there
She is there
She does whatever I do
I love to see her
Like none else
I am face to face with her
As and when I wish
As often as I like
She is perfect me
In size and shape
In color and dress
I feel proud of her
My joy is her joy
My pain is her pain
She is frank and intimate
I give her cosmetic touch
To blush cheeks in crimson face
Every day to please myself
Her beauty is my duty
For she reflects my beauty
I love her body than anybody
She is me, the lass in mirror