So simple and complex as your lower
lip parted in the slightest  
as you barely make a sound
and something like a wicked
and wanting smile
draws me into the web of your charms

How easily you have seduced
with words of secrets and of truths
and so willing have I been tied
to the shadows and the light
of the stories from the scars
haunting the hallways of your heart

Stuck between a slow moving dream
and a quick fading life
your voice drips with poetry
of honey coated lust
and whispers songs of love
in the lost language of the sea

And nothing is said
as your mouth forms a smile
and your lower lip parts
and if it weren't for the complex worry
of having to say goodbye
maybe it would be as simple as saying hello