Mirror, mirror on the wall. If I have to take detours, I'll take them. I'll take them all. Kilometers of stone-paved roads, bare foot, to get back to you. No ocean would stand between us. I would invent life on Mars if the world was to fall apart, Anti-gravity if the sky was to tear, Heartbeats to sing my love to you in rythm. This mirror that I'm handing you, for you to see yourself as I do : this is the poem. Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell her that she's the fairest of them all.