Anything

Feel the lines
crossing his hands
Understand the heart,
begging to be touched.

See the gaze,
firing from his eyes
Understand the soul
melting to be held.

Hear the words,
flowing from his lips
Understand the wisdom
ready to be kissed

A touch
 A breath
  A feel
   Anything

Betrayal

I have failed
 my readers,
I have forsaken
 my benefactors,
I am back
 with pen in hand
Ready to draw
 imaginary lines
Between all words
 and the meaning of time
If it allows me
 To claim what was once mine