Behind the shutters sight....

Yes u look damn good from ya from head to toe back down to what rests in between ya inner thighs... But who are ya behind ya eyes that plays in ya mind..? Who is it standin in the middle of life tryin to somehow hide someone as fine as yourself..? If I were blind what attraction would u be too someone like me so more than vanity can be felt..? I'm jus curious to the depths beneath ya skin of who it is I'd find if I were to somehow get in... As if sight couldn't play games on the deceit we've encountered with what one was a friendly grin... N I'mma jus leave it there in the dark where truths linger behind the shutters sight that hide the knowin... Where beauty can't be seen n who we are is the only thing showin...