X-ray sunglasses hide my eyes.
I see your hips, I see your thighs.
Glasses that reveal everything I see,
Superman has nothing

Sunglasses

I hide behind my sunglasses,so you cannot see my soul,
I am naked without them,
feelings I can't control.

I grieve

I wear my sunglasses
to hide the pain inside,
covering the bruises
to satisfy my foolish pride,

I will not let you look at me
can't

Sunglasses

Twisting

Twirling

On lilting white towers

Factory molded displays

Rickety

Unsteady

In specialty stores

Concealing the eyes of the curious,

Protecting baby blues from the sun,

Dark haired italians strut across the piazza,

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