You are like fine whiskey

I'd be honored to taste.

One sip of your warmth leaves

a burn in my hearts place,

but tastes so sweet.

Your body was meant

for my caresses.....

I touch you without

hesitation, no fear...

no limits. For no one

can love me like you.

            Again

you're on my mind,

              again.

             Lovely

        ***** thoughts,

              again.                                  ­                              Jon York   2019