I  write songs without a  tune,
I'm a story teller, stories based
on my life's strange and weird
happenings and events that I
can't forget. I write of odd and
out of place interactions with
seemingly unreal people.

I write about the news, sometimes
about my feelings, my various
loves and lovers,and sometimes I
just write, not knowing where
my  words are coming from,
almost as if someone was using
me as a tool, writing through me.

Be  a  fighter, get  up and  dust
yourself off for life isn't a fairy tale,
there is no knight in shining armor
who will ride in and save the day.

Be  your own  hero, learn  to walk
alone because all the so-called knights
are busy polishing their own armor.                             Jon York  2022

The Sun will rise every day
and the moon will follow its course.

Let your shadow move where it will,
its magnitude decided by the Sun.

May you never be the reason why
someone who loved to sing, doesn't anymore.
Or someone who dressed so uniquely, now
wears plain clothing. Or why someone
who always spoke so excitedly about their dreams,
is now silent about them.

May you never be the reason someone gave up
on a part of themselves because you were
demotivating, non-appreciative, hypercritical,
or even worse - sarcastic about it.

Do not relentlessly try to understand.
Time itself will decide.
I will not be sad. It has been written for me.
My joy will come when it is time.
                                                                                             Jon York  2021

Whether  love  blooms  gradually,
or hits like a tidal wave, it changes
everything.

Being  one  of  the  most  powerful
energies in the world; love drives us
forward; gives us purpose; and adds
meaning where it sometimes seemed
none existed.

In its extremes it is either a fountain
of the most soaring euphoria and ecstasy:
or, where it is lost, blocked, or turned
away, a bottomless well of despair, pain
and profound despondency.

In between the extremes are the smaller
moments,  laughter  shared,  tears  shed
and wiped away, fears soothed.

It is no wonder that painters and writers
such  as  myself and those  through time
have looked to this all-pervading emotion
for the motivation and object of our art.

The refusal by faithful lovers to allow distance,
disapproval, or even death to affect their feelings
can sometimes seem like fanaticism or obsession,
but in the very stubbornness of the declarations
of undying love there is consolation, satisfaction,
and immense beauty.
                                                         ­                                     Jon York  2021

I  hope  everyone  reading  my
words  is  having  a really good  
day, and if you aren't, just know
that  in  every new minute  that  
passes  you  have the opportunity
to change that, and if  you have  
enemies,  it  means you have stood
up for  something,  sometime in
your life.

Vivid colors fill the sky, a chill
runs up my spine, my eyes are
entranced, for it seems like
someone spilled paint across
the sky. Then the colors of the
sky fade and a darkness fills
the empty space. Bright lights
flicker above as the moon tranquilly
floats through the night.
Another beautiful day gone away
and I just felt like writing a poem
about it.

No lovers , no broken hearts in
this write, just a feel good about
the day poem.                                                            ­     Jon York  2021

Her blue eyes
like the changing sea.
    Her blond hair
soft as a rose petal.

    Her childish grin
hides her crazy and
    evil ways.

    Her laughter,
unique with no rhythm,
as if she was calm, sweet,
    and innocent.

    Standing there
staring with fire in my
eyes I grabbed her close
with a passionate kiss
holding on to her like I
was never going to
    let her go.

    And then I wake up
remembering this so
    real dream.                                                                    Jon York    2021

In six days I will turn 73.
When I was young, a little boy,
I always thought 40 was old.

When I was 40 years old,
I thought 80 was old.

Now I'm 72, I still like to rock
and roll every night and
listening to classic rock is one
of my favorite pastimes.

Nursing homes I will never go,
because I'm smart as a whip,
not thoughtless and old.

People treat me very strange,
as if I'm dying or deranged.

But I'm just fine,
now that I'm approaching 80 and
thought of as old.

I just laugh and think,
wait until they're 80 years old.                                       Jon York    2021

When I was a young boy, growing up in the
middle  of  Oklahoma, I  believed that  there
was right or wrong;  good or bad;  yes or no;
black or white.

It  was easy to  think that way.  How clever I
thought I was, to be so enlightened and decisive,
to have an opinion on everything and to think
I  was right. I wish  I didn't know now what  I
didn't know then.  

As I grew older I realized that sometimes there
is no right or wrong. That some situations have
no good outcome or happy ending. That the answer
can be both yes and no and that manifold factors
must be considered, and that some questions
have no answers.

I don't feel quite so clever anymore, but perhaps
grown wiser since I realized that life operates in
shades of grey and no one really knows the right
way. We all just have to keep going day to day,
doing what we feel is right.
                                                                                          Jon York   2031

A  relationship  means
that you come together
to make each other better.

Believe in each other.
Support each other.

Be their peace, not their
problem.

Reset,
refocus,
readjust,
restart ---
as many times as
you need to.
Just never give up.

Don't fear failure,
fear being in the
exact same place
next year as you are
today.

Push your limits
daily so that your
future self will
thank you.                                                                     Jon York   2021

In my life you once came,
then like the wind you were gone
and my heart ached, my body hurt.
Where did you go?

Not a word, not a clue,
but you were always on my mind.

Love came but it never felt the same.
I tried to let you go,
but in my mind you stayed,
in my heart you laid.

Where you were I never knew,
and now many years later into my life
you came, which reignited such a flame,
a lot of lust and passion we both feel.

Should I put my whole heart in it
or should I let it go?
For in my mind I have to wonder,
will you stay or will you go?


May the flowers  remind  us
why  the  rain was necessary.                                         Jon York   2021

I saw magic
in those baby blues.
*****, dark, beautiful
   magic.

We have tried to run
from our love, but
our souls crave this
   magic.

Our lives may not
have fit together,
but Ohhh.. do our souls
know how to dance....

To have someone
understand your mind
is a different kind
   of intimacy.

Your body is away from me
at the present time but
there is a window open
from my heart to yours.

Do what you have to do
to keep your love alive,
just don't confuse it with
what you do to survive.                                                   Jon York   2021

If you don't
let the past
die, then it
won't  let
you live.

Do not give
your past the
power to define
  your future.

Two things prevent
us from happiness:
living in the past,
and observing
      others.

Care about what
other people think
and you will always
be their prisoner.
                                                                                          Jon York    2021

A soul shattered,
a heart left in pain,
a mind gone insane.

A sort of suffering,
feelings no one can explain.

Once having so much to gain,
the weight of our  physical
distance apart only remains.

Even in the darkest moments
when I feel I cannot see,
I know deep down
you still reside in me.

Like when the first ray of sun
hits the morning dew,
I drew breath the moment
I met you.

                                                                                           Jon York   2021

I am tired
and I thought you
were better than petty offences
that sit between things that aren't said.

We both have our secrets
but I won't hold the unknowable
to my chest and pretend
like it holds something precious
when all it holds is a "what if"
with no satisfiable answer.

I loved you because you held me
like I was human
but now you push me away
like a toy you've deemed defective.

I don't know what to think,
its hard to believe this is you.

I miss you
though I'm always beside you
grieving, watching you grieve
for a life that's not yet over
but fading with every sunrise
and sunset.                                                                      Jon York    2021

It  seems  crazy  sometimes,
just  trying  to  stay  positive
or ­ maybe  I  have  reached  my
limit of pretending to be normal.

Eating cereal with a fork since
the late 70's, a ragged collection
of wild ghosts that offend Heaven
with wanton paganism.

Looking for a peaceful place to
scream in terror at the realization
so many years are gone, going so
fast and I can't get them back.

I am old and gray and bald, and
walk with a cane. blinking my eyes
again and I am a great grandfather.

And I recall so many loves that
didn't last, that came and went
like a hummingbird feeding and
gone, some of them with insatiable
depths  that  needed  to  be  fed.

Some with hungers for the wailing
of tortured flesh,roaring whispers of
the men they'd swallowed.

But I know she is still out there
waiting for me to appear.                                         Jon York    2021

Making a big life change is pretty scary. . .
But you know what is even scarier?  regret.
In the end, we only regret the chances we
didn't take, relationships we were afraid to
have, and the decisions we waited too long
to make.

Everything in your life is a reflection of a
choice you have made. If you want a different
result, make a different choice.

Growth is painful, change is painful. But nothing
is  as  painful as  staying stuck  somewhere  
you don't belong.

Getting  your  ****  together requires  a  level  of
honesty you can't even imagine.

There is  nothing  easy about  realizing  you're
the one that's been holding you back the
whole time.

The fact that you aren't where you want to be
should be enough motivation,                                        Jon York   2021

Destined
             are our two souls
     found between light and dark,
          so tender is this certainty
                      of fate.

        When the Sun finally rose,
           delicate hearts didn't
                   burn to ash.

         Sharing deep confessions
             that grow these hearts
                         to one.

          May loving be our reason
                        for living.

        I ask that you warm my heart,
            soften my rigid walls and
                    bend my pride.

            From a blight of nothing
                    is everything
              to morph otherworldly
                            in all
                      that is desire.                                        Jon York   2021

You are                                                   We loved
delicious                                                 with a love that
and I am                                                  was more than love.
greedy,

You are                                                    And you were
generous                                                 a risk
and I am                                                  a mystery and
needy.                                                      t­he most certain
                                                         ­         thing I'd
You are                                                     ever known.
experienced
and I am
learning.                                                   Because
                                                         ­          I could watch you
You are flammable                                  for a single
and I am                                                    minute and find
burning.                                                    ­a thousand things
                                                          ­         I love about you.
                                                            ­
                                                                ­                          Jon York   2021

Someday
we'll meet again,

in another lifetime
of course

for in this lifetime
you couldn't be mine.

I'll follow your trails
life after life  

for my soul is bound to yours...

It isn't just love ( for love is
just an illusion in this
illusionary world ).

It is a connection that goes beyond
space and time...
a connection
primordial...

We will meet again...yes my love                               Jon York   2021
again and again
until
we become one
because I'm your home,
your beginning and end.

A warm embrace,
a long wet kiss.

A warm moment
you didn't realize
how much you miss.

But its been so long
all you can do is reminisce.

The memory
a source of bliss.

But there is
also a feeling of abyss.

Why in the moment
did you dismiss?

Looking in you I find myself
and a realization of truth;
the truth - you are me and I am you,
an atom split into two.                                                  Jon York   2921

How awkward
the situation
in retrospect,
how imperfect
the setting.

An act,
an intimate
thing
cut off.

whose
memory
refused to fade.

After
so many years
why does this
fractured
incomplete
thing still
occupy
the choicest
of place of
my thoughts?                                                                   Jon York   2021

How brief
our encounter,
yet the experience
I hold in
high esteem.

Time dies,
life goes on.

Our hearts burn
in eternal flame.

We dance
in the dark.

Dancing,
secretly dancing.

Remembered,
remembering.

                                                                                         Jon York   2021

You are because I am,
I am because you are.
We are lost in a dream,
this is the place we meet.

As  long  as  we  can
see  the  same  sky,
breathe the same air,
step on the same planet,
you and I are not impossible.

Your body is away from me,
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours,
and whenever I close my eyes,
forever I will see yours.
                                                                                   Jon York   2021

You were you
and I was  I,
we were two,
before our time.

I was yours,
before I knew,
and you have always
been mine too.

I love you. I am
always with you.
Be open to the light
and sound you sense.
Listen to your heart,
for that is where I am.

People who are meant
to be together will always
find their way back to each
other.
                                                                ­                        Jon York   2021
They might take detours in
life, but they're never lost.

You  sway  left,
I flicker  right,
mirror images of
a divine eternal
flame.

Somehow,
each lengthening
night  mirrors the  
boldness of your
captivating spirit.

That  prison  of  
impossibility glittered
with flecks of crossed
stars.

Centered and still
we will become one,
finally bridging the
divide of the
confounding illusions
of space and time.
                                                           ­                                 Jon York    2021

The  wind  here  in  
Kansas feels calm and
soothing, but  it whispers  
how foolish I am to think
that my selfish thoughts  
of  "just  one  more  kiss"
would satisfy the aching
in my heart.

There's a hole in my
chest when you're not
with me and I hear your
restless mind echoing in
my fitful dreams.

I feel you in my bones
and my body screams that
it needs to hold you.

I curse the day I ever made
a single tear  fall  from  those
baby  blues.
                                                                                            Jon York   2021

The truth is bitter
but you taste so sweet.
I held and soothed you
as I got you deep...slow
kissing into a meek
surrender.

You bring me to my knees
with just the sound of
your voice and in your
presence I melt into your hands,
you feeling the deep rumble
of  my voice as  it  coos
and comforts you.

I  feel you in  my  whole
body  and  every  inch
of my skin.

You melted into me when
I  held  you....so  why  do
your demons hurt me so?
                                                                                Jon York   2021

I know that you are beautiful  when
you  lose  yourself  on  the beach, in
the sand. You were so gentle when I
held you, so many years ago, when
we were so very  young and in love,
a feeling so good, nothing  could be
wrong.

You were beautiful even as a demon
ripping into me to eat my heart, you're
baby blues made it all better. I drowned
in my love for you from the start.

We  burned  brighter  than  any other
lover I knew and you stole pieces of me
I'll never get back.

I left part of my soul locked  in  a  
cell with  your  sanity and they'll  dance  
forever  as we fade from this earth in
this lifetime.

Remember  me,  beautiful  devil...
You will always be my broken angel,
my body is here but my heart is with you,
aching for just one more taste.
                                                          ­                                   Jon York   2021

I am without her and
seemingly uninspired in these
withering times, escaping through
     all my falsehoods
I remain in my quiet shadows.

    Hiding away from all that
      is seen and smothered
   in my wanton dreams of her
   kisses and being with her.

   Not to die in my depression
  but to listen to my inner voice
       of strength and truth
I wait for her to hold me again.

Tucked away inside a strength
      secure in this world of
whispering dreams I turn away
       from all the fears held
         captive free of will
finding my peace in memories
                    of her.
                                                            ­                              Jon York     2021

You  are  what  you  do,   not
what  you  say  you'll  do. Don't
talk, act. Don't say, show. Don't
promise,  prove.

When things change inside  you,
things change around you. Your
direction is more important than
your speed.

If you start now, you'll begin seeing
results one day earlier than if you
start tomorrow.

Trust  the  timing of your life. There
is  no "RIGHT TIME",  there  is  just
time & what you choose to do with it.

Be a warrior, not a worrier, never
give up, because great things take
time and don't be afraid to fail,
be afraid not to try and remember,
if you want it, you must work
for it.

And remember where you started.
Sometimes you just have to create
your own sunshine.                                                        ­   Jon York  2021

No one gets out of here
alive, fear does not stop
death, it stops life,  so  
FOCUS --- Follow  
                   One
                   Course
                   Until
                   Success
Keep  your energy focused
on your goals and dreams.

Ignore  the  noise  that
seems to be going on all
around you and stop
treating yourself like an
after thought.

You can't change the past.
You can't predict the future.
So live in the moment. The
best way to predict the
future is to create it.

Say the truth that you're
carrying in your heart like
hidden treasure. Be silly,  
be kind, be weird. There's
no time for anything else.                                              Jon York   2021

Would it matter,
if I told you,
         I still love you,
         I still need you,

I still look for you -----
         even as the shadows
                    climb the hills
and the new moon
                    hears the howls
                    of distant dogs
somewhere down this
             lonely Kansas road,
where the wind blows songs
        through the green pine
and the memories of you
                    still haven't left
                                my mind.

No, it would't matter one
               bit ,not in the least.

That's just the way it is.
                                                             ­                 Jon York   2021

Aging is an extraordinary process
              where you become the
            person  you  always  should
                        ­  have been.

              A satisfied life is better
         than a successful life.  Because
OUR SUCCESS IS MEASURED BY OTHERS
      but our satisfaction is measured
          by our own soul, mind
                  and heart.

    The greatest prison people live
in is  fear of what  other people  think.
   Everything we hear is an opinion,
                        not a fact.
   Everything we see is a perspective,
                        not the truth.

      People don't want to hear the truth
            because they don't want
           their  illusions  destroyed.
                                    ­                                                  Jon York   2021

When you see something
beautiful in someone, tell them.
It only takes a second to say,
but for them it could last a lifetime.

If only our eyes saw souls
       instead of  bodies,
how very different our ideals
     of beauty would be.

My story is filled with
broken pieces, terrible choices,
an ugly war and terrible
disrespect upon returning
and then a horrible head injury
in an automobile crash
       and ugly truths.
   It's also filled with major
comebacks, piece  in  my  soul
and  a  grace  that  saved  my  life.

If I ever tell you about my past,
it's NEVER because I want you
to feel sorry for me, but so you can
  understand why and who I am.                                   Jon York   2021

So very young  and so in love, the  first  love
that you never forget. You went somewhere
(I had no idea where)and I went to Alaska and
then I  went  to  war  and  the  years  began to
fade the memories, erasing lines of dialogue,
making  vague  the  dates  and  the  places...

...my lips and skin still remember, my hands
will still know all the contours...

...and clearly feel the touch of you.

We both had a dream of love. We looked for
it  in the hidden places of  the  future,  in the
secret places of our hearts.

Fifty years later you found me and I can't help
but think that you may have never been mine,
but I was yours and I still all these years later
go to bed every night wondering how it would
feel  to  have you here  with me. True  intimacy
happens when nothing is perfect.

You are many miles away, married, living in your
castle,and I can't help but feel you are scared to
meet me again after so many years even though
you made the effort to find me, contact me and let
me know that your heart was still heavy with thoughts
of me after so many years apart.                                    
                      ­                                                                 ­        Jon York 2021

I whisper, "I love you, you are mine..."
You whisper," you are my master, my pleasure,
my torment, my happiness.

        Crying was the music of ecstasy, alone
in the world, together  in a different reality. Wrists
and ankles tied with ropes upon our meeting after
so,so many years as our happy tears mixed.

        It is our special manifestation of love as I am
your savior and your executioner with you being
my salvation and sacrifice.

         I watch as your blue eyes darken with carnal
desire upon my entering the room and starring at
you and your naked body with love and desire as
the  room air  fills with steam and  your  scent, a
culmination of wet heat on our bodies as
the moment lasts for hours.

You anticipate the next blow as pain fills the
air in your sobs of rapture as you wriggle under
the whip, begging for mercy as your mouth whispers,
"I love you."

        And I kiss your lather and stroke fresh traces
whispering to you softly,"the past is the past, the
future is ours to take, it is so, so good to see you
again."
                                                                                              Jon York  2020

I wondered what you were seeking
when you told me once I was always
the lingering tune draped among
your memories.

Maybe  your  love was tired  from all
of your  toys and  had  come to  rest
on  smoother  ground but  it seems  I
was  not  your soft  landing,  but  just
another  hook to hang your  hat, just
a past memory.

But I'm not too sure I was remembered
at all because of all the stories told
by you, as if you were talking about
you and I, were stories of which I had
no memory of at all, so it had to be
someone else and never really me,
as you claim it was.

I brace myself in place waiting for you
to remember how long you've wanted
me.

Every breeze carries to my mind the
truth and I am captive in your eyes
even as they wander.
                                                                                          Jon York  2020

No one asks you to accept life.
That is not a choice.  
You  must  accept  it. The  only  
choice  is  how.
Heaven on earth  is  not a place  
you  must  find,
but  a  choice  you  must  make.

Two primary choices exist in life;
to except conditions
as they exist,
or accept the responsibility for
changing them.

You may believe that you are
responsible for what you do, but
not for what you think, but the
truth is that you are responsible for
what you think, because it is
only at this level can you exercise
choice.What you do comes from
what you think

Every morning when we get up,
the first thing we should decide is:
What do i want? Misery? or bliss?
If we choose blissfulness it is because
it is your choice, it is your life.

There are no mistakes in life, only
lessons.  Love yourself,  trust  your
choices, and  everything is possible.

We choose only once. We choose to
be warriors or to be ordinary...A second
choice does not exist. Not on this earth.
                                                          ­                                   Jon York   2020

With  so  many  people  in  this
world I'm confident  in saying,
"If  you  connect with  someone
on a soul  level, you don't take
them for granted." My soul remembered
her,  my   heart   connected me  
with  her and she emboldens
my soul to accept the mystery
of her love.

Our  souls  speak a language that
is beyond human understanding,
a connection so rare the universe
won't let us part. You can make
detours with your mind but you
can't distract the truth from your heart.

The  thought  of  never  crossing
your path again is too enormous
to  bare,  so  for  now  I'll  make
dreams in my heart and remind
myself to go and sit and remember
them  every  once  in  awhile,
remembering that the bravest of
souls are those who choose love
over and over.

And kindness is a simple way to
tell another's struggling soul that
there is love to be found in this world.
                                                          ­                                 Jon York   2020

The sound of your voice touches my soul
and  I  am  so  glad  for  that  touch  and
sometimes I  celebrate  the  sound of your
voice  and  at  other times  I  feel  I need to
recover from it.

You  can  speak  a  world  into  existence or
empty life of it its meaning and the unspeakable
is  heard  and  felt when  you  speak.

When  you  speak  the  energy flows and just
the sound of  your voice makes  me  glad  to
be  alive and glad  that  I  am  a  man.

The fascination that is you, the mystery that  is
you I find and know in the sound of your voice
and as  the sound of your voice excites and nurtures,
I warm myself in its sound as it touches my soul.

When we speak our souls resonate and intimacy
occurs and we attend to what we love and that is
each others voice.
                                                                                            Jon York   2020

I want my eyes to
              set the fire to your soul.

                  I want my hands to
                 set  fire  to  your  skin.

                  I want my words to
              set fire to your mind and

                  I want those words to
               free your soul, to release
               your dreams and un cage
                    your imagination.

                   I want to see every
                part of you blushing and
                       burning for me.
                                                                                               Jon York  2020

The Sun and the Moon
are loves who rarely meet, always chase,
     and almost always miss one another,
                    but once in awhile,
        they do catch up  and  they  kiss  
                                and
               the world stares in awe
                      of their eclipse.

                      He was the day,
          she  was  the  night.  He  lived
    for misty mornings, she lived for crazy
        midnight's. He was the Sun, she
  was the Moon, yet both waited impatiently
        for  those  rare  days  they  might
                       exist peacefully.

                    She wants a man who
       understands her eyes. If she gets sad,
            she  points  to  her  chest  and
               says, "here is your home."
                        He understands.

                    But perhaps the very
          fact the Moon could never have
               the Sun was the reason
                      that  she  loved
                               him  so.                          
                                                                                  Jon York   2020

and
    our love existed
           between
           "what if?"
                and
            "if only"
                and
"I'm afraid we'll be one
          of the ones
           who miss
            each other
        their entire life."
                and
   sometimes you have
               to die
       a little bit inside
                before
              you truly
        understand how
               to live.
      I  can  and  I  will
          find someone
            better who
        loves me  as much
           as I deserve
                and
      treats me the way
           I deserve
        to  be  treated.
If it hurts too much to hold on, then it's time to let go. You may have hurt me but you didn't break me. You don't have that much
power over me.
                                                             ­                            Jon York   2020

I am your poet,
          you are my poetry.

         You  are   my
         daydream, I am
         your reason to dream.  

          I am your escape,
         you are my wings.

           I am your refuge,
          you are my storm.

          We are the remedy
           for each  other's
           brokenness, and
          we heal each others's
         wounds.

           Our   togetherness  
           sings  a   beautiful
           melody only known  
           to  us   as   we  bring
           happiness  to each
           other and a promise  
            of a new beginning.

           At our age, we  only
           need to be interested
           in consistency, stability,
           respect and loyalty
           and touching each
           other, holding on to
           each other until it's over.
                                                           ­                                Jon York   2020

She  could fool  everyone.
                           But not her own heart.

                     She lay back in the warm safety
                 of my arms while my hand between
               her  legs helped  her forget  the  world.  

                          Neck  *******,  ­lip  biting,
                   hands  running,  heavy  breathing,
                              ­      lap grinding.  

                    Couldn't even find my own breath.  

                           I  like  my  lovers  selfish -
                   do  you  know how **** it  is  when
                          someone  only  wants   you?  

                      Kissing  and  cuddling  make  her
               feel loved.  Intense,  naughty and rough ***
                                make her feel wanted.  

                   Her hips moved like waves on the ocean
        undulating wildly as I plunged deep into her waters.
                    She  was  sweet,  wet, and  refreshing.

               I gasped for air as I drowned on her high seas.

                   When two souls fall in love they make
            each other feel like home. Together, they become
                 the remedy for each other's brokenness
                    and heal each other's worlds.


                                                       ­                                      Jon York   2020

You are my  Sun,  my  Moon, and
all of my Stars.  You are my heart,
my life, my one and only thought.
.
Some  people search  their whole
life  to find  what  I found in  you.

I  am  not  perfect,  but  I love you. . .
I really do.

And I promise to be your best friend,
your partner in crime and your lover.
    
Forever.....      

My memory runs over and over and over
our  yesterday together  knowing the only
way I can ever go back is the way I did,...

into the fading thoughts of  an  old mind.  
  
Sad to me are those thoughts, thoughts of leaving
not knowing if I will ever return alive,
leaving the  faces of love,  the  places  and  friends,
the traces of sadness in their eyes, wondering if
they will ever see me alive again,

leaving for a war children were fighting to win
and leaving a thousand uncorrected wrongs and
a thousand sunsets.
                                                        ­                              Jon York   2020

You thought I would never
      understand. But I think you are
   the  one  that  doesn't  understand.
          My hunger for you is far
       greater  than  you  ever  knew.

            And there was  back  when
      we  both  ached  for  each  other,
          craving each other's hands.
       lips, and a simple touch touch in
                         any form.

            You just wanted to feel me
      feeling you. You are the end of
  my road after a lifetime of missed exits
    and wrong turns,  you are my home
              and one journey ends and
        another finally begins after so many
                             years.

            I wanted to tell you all my
      secrets. But you became one of them.
   It's  hard  to  pretend  to  be  friends with
        someone special. When every time
you look at that person all you see is everything
                       you want to have.
                                                           ­                           Jon York   2020

Kiss her
slowly, take  your  time, like there's  no  place
you'd rather be. Not like your waiting for something
else, like your hands touching her thighs, or undoing
her  bra   straps, nothing  like  that.
                              Kiss her
like   you've   forgotten   any  other  mouth  that  your
mouth  has  ever  touched.   Kiss  her  with  a  curious
delight.  Inhale  her  sighs.   Kiss  her  till  she  moans.
Kiss her with her face  in your  hands.  Let  her  know
how  bad  you  really  want  to  just  kiss  her.
                               Kiss her
like  you  want  to  take  her  dancing.   Like you want
to spin her into an open arena and watch  her  look  at  
you  like  you're  the brightest  thing  she's  ever seen.
Like  she's   the   brightest  thing   you've   ever   seen.
                                Kiss her
like   the   first  and  only   piece   of   chocolate  you're  
ever  going   to  get.  Until  she  forgets  how   to   love.  
Kiss  her  stupid.  Kiss  her  silent.

We   think  we  want  ***,  but   it's  not   always  about
***. It's  intimacy we  want. To be touched. Looked at,
admired.  Smiled  at. Laugh with someone.  Feel  safe.
Someone's  really  got  you.   That's  what  you   crave.
A  serious  girl,  when  she finds someone  who  calms
her spirit and quiets her busy thoughts, will  love  you
so fiercely it will defy even her own logic and reasoning.
                                                                                             Jon York   2020

ATTRACT  what  you EXPECT,  REFLECT  what   you  
     DESIRE,  BECOME what you  RESPECT  and MIRROR  
     what  you  ADMIRE  and  
     DECIDE,  COMMIT, SUCCEED and may your  heart be  
     BRAVE,  your   mind  FIERCE  and  your  spirit   FREE.

    Be   STRONG   but  not   RUDE  and  be  KIND  but  not  
    WEAK  and  be  HUMBLE  but   not TIMID and PROUD
    but not ARROGANT and  be  so  BUSY  LOVING  LIFE  
    that  you  have  no  time  ­for   HATE, REGRET,  WORRY
    or  FRET and FEAR.  

    ALL  YOUR  LIFE you  will  be  faced  with a  CHOICE-
     --  you  can  choose  LOVE  or  HATE.  I  choose LOVE,
     which  comes  as  quite  a surprise to those who  know  
     me  because  of  what   I  had   to  go  through  in  the
     Vietnam  war  and  after  returning   home   to  a  HATE  
     Vietnam  Veteran's  public.

    I choose not to be the person who needs someone, I choose
    to  be  the  person  someone  needs.  In  one  lifetime you  
    will  love  many times, but one love will  remain  in  your
    soul forever.   A  comfort  zone  is  a  beautiful  place, but
    nothing grows there.  I've  been  taught  to enjoy  my own
    company instead of expecting someone else to make you
    happy.

     EXPLAIN  your  ANGER, don't EXPRESS  it and you will
     immediately open  the  door  to  SOLUTIONS  instead of
     ARGUMENTS  and  surround  yourself  with people who
     will  make  you   HUNGRY  for  LIFE,  touch  your  heart,
    and NOURISH  your SOUL.                                            Jon York  2020

I wanna make
love to your mind

until your body
can't do without
            me.

I wanna
          feel you. . .

         taste you. . .  

            touch

             you. . .

       Pleasure  for a

woman is connected

           through

        her heart. . .                                                         Jon York  2020

and through her mind. . .

Touch her mind and

her body becomes a wonderland.

I hunger for your taste, your kiss,                                      

the feel of your soul touching mine. I need to be touched by you.

She wants to be loved,
she wants to feel needed,

but most of all
she wants that feeling
I gave her that first time,

when I reacted that she
was more than I
had ever dreamt of,
that first time alone with her,
the first time,

when in that moment
I made her forget
everything. . .  

She wants to be desired
by me
EVERYDAY so I undress
her slowly
and let my hands
touch her in places where
my kisses
will soon follow.
                                                                                            Jon York   2020