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[bk_writer]

I see your future,but all you see is the image in the glass

Your hands trace the girl you see,
transfixed with the image in front of thee.

Perfect blonde curls and perfect blue eyes,
no one knows what lies beneath.

The throngs will worship and praise,
but this is merely just a phase.

Time will always pass,
and people will change.

The glowing, peach skin
will wrinkle and fade.

The curls will grow limp,
and the blonde hair turn gray.

The throne will disappear,
and the crown will be put back on display.

She touches her reflection and starts to cry,
for there is no beauty, not even inside.

There will only be a tale,
of the beautiful queen with blue eyes.

Who was praised for the beauty
that never went past her eyes.

The underlined parts are words that I'm not sure about. I would any type of criticism on this piece outside of the underlined parts.

[heinzs]

"but all you see is the image in the glass"
I'd rewrite this as: but all you see is your reflection

"transfixed with the image in front of thee." is awkward, and since the rest of the poem doesn't have a rhyme scheme it is actuall a diatraction, Since I've suggested shortening the previous couplet and removing "in the glass" you can use it here as : transfixed with the image in the glass.

"blond hair"... i agree.. it's correct but lacking in oomph. Try "blond locks".