We speak of the simplicities;
Of your wants and desires.
We know of the detail
And this bond has bound my shackles.

To love you is to know you
And I know you
More than words can say
Only I see what you are and why

Your intentions impure
Knowing this lately
Has captured my newest attention
All the while I fall for your smile

Myself in itself was once so real
A soul bound by the ideas
Not by what I want
Nor by what you think you need

A platter placed in your bed
Silver and full
To create that smile
I find myself falling for.