They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh, they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils, they can measure! Your pupils. Oh, they reveal. The secrecy, the depth inside What lips can’t say, said by your eyes. Your eyes don’t lie. They captivate, intrigue, they lure They glare, stare even fear. They tell the whole life that they endure. They paralyze, they magnetize Seduce, confuse. They radiate distinct duende. No words, no action can amend What eyes can comprehend.