I'll protect you.
Hold your eyes
hostage from the sun.
Guard anything from getting near,









To your previous point of view.

My contours are gold,
Flawless as an Egyptian's tan.
Optics shaded deep onyx.
Ultraviolet light can't pass me.
I'm the real Ironman.

I promise,





To keep your sclera a brilliant pearly white.
Without me,





Your eyes will be the color of amber sap.


Slip me on,






My curves fit to you.






We're a perfect pair.
Your temples relax,






Headache recedes.

My work is done
All I can say,














"I told you so."