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Copyright 2009 E.L. Henry A WITNESS TO SIN PROLOGUE Dr. Abott sits in his brown leather recliner sliding his reading glasses onto his nose, which is slightly crooked from a playground fight in elementary school. Wrinkles mask his once handsome features and his left hand shakes reaching for her file. The file of the one woman his mind cannot comprehend. He looks up intrigued when the door creaks open and she strides across the hardwood floor. He offers politely, “Good morning Belinda.&...

It's been hours upon years it seems as I stare into the stars. Grasping at pieces of heaven that loom over head. The questions to answers floating clearly as to tease they are untouchable, unreachable. Like ghosts haunting me as my eyes scream I can see them. So many answers to not enough questions. AG. BB. CC. DE. Questions play hide and seek forgetting to be sought. Answers skipping about taunting me to catch them in there nasty game of tag. They are not as tricky as they think. I grab one ...

* Loving you I can feel again Touching you I can breathe Knowing that you're by my side Puts our worlds at ease * Thoughts flow through veins Memories caught in the mind Our futures known from one moment Finding we are not the last of our kind * The talk The meeting; The kiss...The first kiss The one night Then it stays like this * Sensations are irreplaceable There is nothing you do not fulfill Our hearts and souls have become one "Stay with me?" is whispered, "Yes, I will" Copyright Januar...

Feelings and emotions veil my mind. Sitting, just being, where's my time? Clocks and timers dashing by not knowing what minutes they take from me...Morning, coffee, music alarm; not yet, I've barely slept. Sounds of love in the other room, her laughter, daughter, soothes the soul. Another day shines and I have to just the same. Let's go, hurry, we must be on time. Ticking, tick tock... I'm here, settle down, read this, do that, bell's gonna ring, I sing... with thoughts of "what's next?", oh...