Mysteriously you gaze today at me,
From behind those shades you see,
In front of you, I stand an open book,
Are you taking a second look?
Your eyes hidden behind tinted ware,
Not really caring if you're fair,
Will you ever reveal the view I've tried,
Your feelings which I feel you hide?
I know I've asked you once or twice,
To throw away this protective vice,
You use to protect your inner being,
What emotions you must be fleeing?
What a shame for our mutual trust,
Even though we have much discussed.
Day by day our relationship passes,
You still feel the need for those sunglasses.
