Words unfolded into complexities
Simple loves turned to untangled knots
Divided late into the nights
By an invisible line
Of who's side is who's
Although if you knew
That I inch ever so close
To your side when you're not there
Just to catch the scent that still lingers
In the absence of greatness
For when the shores kiss the tides
It's gentle retreat is that
Of when I watch you leave in the morning