I heard a whisper
Which made more sense than it could have
And less sense than
It did

I felt a touch
Which was more intimate than it could have been
And less intimate than
It was

I met a stranger
Who looked more familiar than he should have
And less familiar than
He did

I perceived an odour
Which smelled nicer than it must have
And fouler than
It could

And then I saw a tempter
Who seemed exactly like I knew
A tempter ought not to be
Yet I knew it was temptation
Because it never answered my smile

Not the smile you see on my face
But the smile
That lives, always silent, in my heart

And the tempter
Does not answer this smile
Because how can you answer
What you don’t hear?

The silent smile who waits so gentle
Resides in everybody’s heart,
And anything that answers not my smile
Is not mine.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.