riddle by Neil Gaimen

WHEN THERE IS FIRE IN
ME THEN I AM STILL COLD;
WHEN I OWN YOUR TRUE LOVE'S
FACE THEN YOU WILL NOT
SEE ME;

TO ALL THINGS I GIVE
NO MORE THAN I AM GIVEN;
IN TIME I MAY HAVE ALL
THINGS, AND YET I CAN
KEEP NOTHING.










A MIRROR