His eyes, a deep hazel hue.
A hint of mischief, a touch of rue.
His smile, a charming grin.
A hint of danger that draws you in.

He walks with grace and measured ease.
A commanding presence, he aims to please..
Yet there's a mystery, a secret guise,
Intriguing whispers, his allure belies.

His words are soft, but hold such power.
Enthralling, enticing, like a magical hour.
And one can't help but fall under his spell,
This man, this mystery, so handsome, so well.

His essence lingers, like a heady scent.
What lies beneath, no one can attest.
But all I know is, he's a curious case.
A mystery man, with hidden grace.