Braces

I cannot bear to hear your shaking voice
Or see the way your eyes avert
I ask only because I wish to understand
I ask only out of need
Let me rest on your shoulder,
And you shall rest on mine.

Unrequited

Sweet is the dreaming of your smile
And unconscious fluttering of your fingers
Which articulate with such finesse
Concepts like a warm stone
Balanced on the small of my back
Content, I watch you precariously
A bodiless whisper
Trying not to draw attention to itself