If I gave you my soul,
would you read each page?
Scribble notes of interest
and know me.
Would you take the time,
to help tape the seams?
Would you mend,
the fragility of my soul?
It tears and rips,
easily, emotionally.

Everyone                  
    wants
     to be
      the
      sun
to lighten
       up
  someone's
      life.

       But
    why not
        be
       the
      moon
  to brighten
      in the
     darkest
       hour?

      And if
    you are to
love, love like
     the moon
        loves.
     It doesn't
   steal the light.
   It only unveils
            the
beauty of the dark.                                                         Jon York   2019

Her eyes,
Used to sparkle with the light of the moon
As she looked into mine
Her smile,
Used to make any dull moment
As bright as the sun
Her presence,
Made everyone happy
You would think
That she was the happiest person on the planet
But
It’s always the ones you never expect
The ones who seem the most happy
And
It’s not always
What
It
Seems

Look at the mirror what do you see
You may see it as bad
Others may see you as a dream
Its all about perception
And how we perceive
The light I see within you
You see within me
When I'm beside you
Lets take a look at the mirror
Now tell me what you see?

I wish I was invisible sometimes

just to stare at you longer