smell the serenity of his soul
his, that longs endearity
that disfigures infidelity
that mistrusts commonality
his soul is more that it meets the eye
speeded up like a love train when it sees you
you, where it gives the needed attention
the love and affection
where the fibre of thine heart is transfigured
off to your hiding place
where the fire will be made
through the transmigration to a beautiful soul.