Sunglasses'

Sunglasses hide the eyes, yet reveal the soul

A mask of coolness, a story untold

Behind the lenses, secrets are kept

And the truth is hidden, like a treasure slept

They shade the gaze, that pierces the night

And conceal the emotions, that burn like a light

They add a mystique, to the face so fine

And make the wearer, a mystery divine

With every glance, a tale is spun

Of intrigue and charm, forever begun

The sunglasses whisper, "Come closer, my friend"

And the mystery deepens, until the very end

So let the shades, slide down the nose

And the enigma, forever unfold and grow.