Reflections mirror imperfections,
Just as her shadow mimics with objection to her constant quest for beauty perfection. Change the angle of reflection and you begin to see the cracks in her porcelain complexion.
Let's abandon love at first sight,
a social convention that lacks all affection and leaves us with an appropriated sense of connection. After all the speed of light is finite and your speed of love should be on course for a fine night. Finding love might be your daily plight, but it just might evoke her fight or flight. I'm not saying loves a sin but it shouldn't be forced in, especially if you've been drinking the gin. So instead let's love at first consent, and you wont have to contest how you misinterpreted her intent.
Beauty is at the mercy of the Mirror.
True beauty must be found beyond the mirror, for the mirror will always distort and fragment reality from what is known to be true. One must look within but do not be foolish to uses one’s own eye for beauty is not in the eye of the beholder, for the eye is more deceptive than the mirror. Beauty is not something you see, it is not something you can quantify, commodify or objectify, it is something you sense. When you feel beautiful no mirror can take that away.