Portrait in a mirror!

I am the  mirror on the wall
I will tell you what I recalled.
The contours of his face
Reminded me of your father
The fine lines at the side of his eyes
Expressed his sincere grandeur.
 
Brown iris against white sclera
Stared back at his structure
So mysterious and emitted an aura
Hypnotic if you dear to linger.
 
His smile was of a welcome invitation
His mouth opened slightly apart
His lips became as red as a cherry
When he bit on it too hard.
 
White teeth against red lips,
Aaah the sensation grips
Eyes and mouth, teeth and nose
A face in the mirror so exposed.
I'm the mirror that's how it goes
I told you, I disclosed.

 
Ok, I said it!