What I want most,
is to know
what you hear
in the silence
between us.
Poetry is
an echo
asking a
shadow to
dance.
Read to me,
a page from your soul
one night at a time.
You are
whatever a
moon
has always
meant,
and
whatever
a sun will
always sing.
I ripple
when you touch me
like a childish river
running home.
Some souls just understand each other upon meeting and when souls find comfort in one another separation is not possible.
Jon York 2019