I see a mystery behind those sunglasses…
Is it only a pair of dark eyes, so beautiful but concealed?
or is it your love that you’re scared to exhibit… oh yes, to the cruel world outside?
I feel like naming it pain within you, that you’re trying to hide.
But no, there is a smiling curve on your face, that always denies.
You’ve eyes, so black and beautiful… like the sky when there is no light!
or like a pair of black holes in this white sky.
But, I could see, not the sky but your eyes…
sparkling and twinkling!
They are mysterious, saying nothing but everything…
only if one could stay for long, to see the magic behind!