Destiny

He dwells in honey-like simplicity Draped in ordinary ideas Hiding his wholesome, solid structure Waits alone in quiet workplace Protecting waterfall blue eyes Allows thick lids to droop He awakes as her voice echoes He stands still, with a crystal gaze He remains motionless within his innocence Projecting religious purity in subtle disguises He is confused within the softest core Spreads secret desires into battled environment He finally cracks his surface Displays deeper, less clothed confessions As he slowly progresses She collapses completely She learns he has transformed Into something she can no longer identify