I’ll Miss Masks.

(Photo by Steve Villano)

The eyes. It’s all about the eyes with masks.

It’s all about the eyes.

No smile to dazzle;

No nose to blow —

It’s all about the eyes.

It’s all about the eyes with masks,

No other quick distraction.

What hides beneath is unknown —

The eyes are the attraction.

Look at me! Look at me!

Eyes demand. Don’t glance up at hair.

Does it make you antsy,

To figure out who’s there?

It’s all about the eyes, with masks;

It’s all about the eyes.

So many mouths, so little sense.

I’ll take the stares,

No matter how intense,

Of eloquent, elegant eyes.

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