Time lost  
its    way  
when    I
  found
  myself
with you.

Always
remember
my   heart
holds   you  
when   my
arms cannot.

It beats,
it breaks,
it loves,
it aches,
for you.
Only you.
                                                                                            Jon York   2019

Everything
        you
        can
   imagine
      is real
        and
        your
         only
        limit
          is
       your
      mind
         so
     Dream.
       Plan.
        Do.
    Repeat,
    because  
     mindset
          is
   everything
    and only
     you can
      make
          it
     happen.
                                                                                        Jon York   2019

You're
   kinda,  sorta,
      basically,
    pretty much
       always
   on my mind.
                                                                                                Jon York    2019

There is nothing
in this world more
irresistible
than a person
who inspires
by simply wearing
their soul
on their sleeve.
                                                                                                Jon York   2019

Always kiss
each    other
             a lot.
And not just
on   the  lips.
                                                                                     Jon York   2019

My arms
         are  strong  enough
         to hold every fear,
                      every
         beautiful broken
                   piece
                   of you.
           I am here, not
                to make
        you feel complete,
                   but to
            complete you.
               I am not
         going anywhere,
           the only time
    I'll let go of your hand
                   is to
            grab your ***.

   I think about how far I've
            roamed and
   the things that I've seen,
          when   all   along ,
            I  was  yours.
There was so much to see
         on the way to
           your door.

      There is no path to
           happiness;
        happiness   is
            the path.
                                                           ­                                Jon York    2019

Open your eyes so your heart can see.
                                                                                       Jon York   2019

Open your eyes
          so that you may see
                    the world
                 around you, the
            beauty that surrounds
                           you.

                Open your ears
             so that you may hear
                 all the joyous
              sounds of your world.

                  Slow down so
             you have time to revel
                 in your glorious
              world and breathe it in.

               Forget those painful
           memories as  you  try  to  
                  realize there is
               no   joy   in  re-living
                  unpleasant times.

                       Always try to
                remember, the main
                           cause of
                problems is solutions.

                  Start a new diet -- no
            more eating your own words,
              swallowing your own pride
        or putting your foot in your mouth.                     Jon York   2019

Choose
               to be
         Optimistic.
               It Feels
                 Better.
                                                                                          Jon York   2019

The best love
is the one that
makes you a better
person, without
changing you into
someone other
than yourself.
                                                                              Jon York  2019

By choosing
    our path,
   we choose
         our
  destination.
                                                                                            Jon York   2019

She  is  the  one
I   finally   came   back
home  to   once  I   was
pure  enough,  because
it is our last relationship
                       of the soul.

You cannot break us for
we are of the same soul.

Time  does  not  exist  within  us,
for  we   are  together  regardless.
We feel, we  love, we  communicate
on a different vibrational  platform.
                                                  ­                                 Jon York    2019

When silence speaks, embrace
the qualities; love, kindness,
caring, integrity, honesty and
trust and thank those around
you for their love, patience
and forgiveness.

Be loving, patient and forgiving
with others and be a true friend
to someone today- someone
who is in trouble, lonely or
frightened and extend an
uplifting hand to someone today
who needs it.

Distinguish between what is
important and the glitter
knowing it is easy to forget
and the temptations for glitter
seem always to be there and
realize that we all have the
strength to endure the
misfortunes of others and
when you are hurting and
confused, have the courage to
share that hurt with your loved
ones so that they may be
supportive.

Bury all bitter and unkind
thoughts and free yourself from
self-pity knowing that the love
within you is replenished as you
give love to others and when
your words and deeds contradict
each other, be aware of it and
don't be so quick to see faults in
others and have the courage to
shed those faults knowing that
time is all we have-savor it not
save it.
                                      Jon York   2018

Being your first love cannot be
described in words, you just
had to be there to understand.

But to also be your last love after
so, so long apart is somewhere
beyond infinity that simply cannot
be expressed by any words except
by two: first and last.

Love is the most healing force in
the world, nothing goes deeper
than love.

It heals not only the body, not
only the mind, but also the soul.

We both knew it. Time, distance,
nothing could separate us because
we both knew it was right, it was
real.

And the reason we have stayed
together in our minds is because
we give each other something that
nobody else can.

Every love story is beautiful but
ours is my favorite.                                               Jon York      2018

We do not
choose who we love.
But rather our souls
  choose for us.

     A soft kiss
between our souls
as my soul thirsts
       for yours.

  Let my words
       kiss you
    when I can't.

  Some souls just
understand each other
   upon meeting.
                                                        ­                     Jon York   2019

Life
           is
          like
          ***,
      you can
         either
       lie back
           and
          let it
         *****
           you
             or
         you can
             get
          on top
             and
             ride
              the
              hell
               out
              of it.
                                                                            Jon York   2019

As  a child  
I colored with reckless abandon  outside  the  lines
                         all over the place
             and   wherever  I  felt, as I defined
                       the word abstract

             Blue  elephants,   purple   trees,  
   red   fish, blue and white bears, green oceans,
            pink moons.   -- it  was  all   good.

                     As I grew older everyone
       was  trying  to make me  color inside  the lines,  
                color everything just like
                          I saw  it.

        So  I  ended  up  painting  by numbers.
          --- Whether you actually paint,
                         or you write poetry,
                or dance, act or direct,  create
                              what you feel ,
                         create outside the lines
.
                    I want to watch green oceans
                                 and red bears,
              an orange sun and a pink moon.
                            I like to listen to
                      purple   trees   as  the blue
              elephants make their way through
                                          them.    

           ­        What color is your  love  
                                 now?
                     What color was your love
                              as a child?                                           Jon York   2019

Don't just think about
the future, own it! and
if you have a dream,
make it a reality and
move forward, be inspired,
and motivate, but be sure
that you know the difference
between taking a risk and
putting yourself at risk.

Remember that power is
it's own reward, just as it
is it's own punishment and
if you pray for rain, you
must learn how to deal
with the mud.

The future belongs to the
past, and it is not about
saving the world, it's just
about doing something that
matters, and know that
everyone is capable of
greatness; they just need the
right fuel, and realize that
people aren't against you,
they are for themselves.

Don't look now, but the
future you planned for just
became the past, and you
deserve better, so don't be
just a dreamer, become a
doer, where the only direction
is forward and decide to focus
on growing, knowing that
we are just mortal beings in
an ever changing phenomenal
existence and our life would
be so empty if we had
nothing to regret.
                                Jon York    2017

Pain has left my house
because she was nothing
but a louse
and a parasitic insect
and a very contemptible
person to live with because all
she ever wanted to do
was to inflict her pain
while stealing my soul.

Along with her she took Lies and Hurt
who were really a couple of  jerks
always looking for someone or something
to infect and now the two
will just lay low until
they find somewhere else to put
on their show.

Hurt and Lies know that they
will always be needed again for control
and will always have a job to do
somewhere so they just stand by
on call and patiently wait
for another wall to climb over
and another heart
to devour.

Since Lies , Pain and Hurt work so well
together they all had to leave at once
because they know that they are not welcome
in my house anyway
so thay will just go somewhere
where they can be somebody
else's dunce.

Sorrow and Despair ******* stay either
because they felt so rejected
and they wanted to stay
with Hurt and Pain
because they were getting tired
of being locked away and having
no place to play and nothing
left to gain.

Joy and Love finally came back home
where they belonged after
being gone for so long
and I really missed them and this time
they promised that would
never leave and apoligized
for having been so deceived
and promised to stay
and be my friends till
the end.                                                    Jon York           2012

The sun
                       sees her
                         body,
                     the moon
                       sees her
                          soul.

                         She  is
                       devoted
                          to the
                           moon,
                  in its darkness
                       she finds
                       comfort
                          and
                     in its light
                           she
                     finds hope.

                     She loves
                     moonlight
                          and
             rainstorms and many
                other things that
                       have soul
            and  like the moon,
                     part of  her is
                        always
                         hidden.
                                                         ­                                  Jon York   2019

I  traveled  the  world,
experienced adventures,
overcame obstacles,
transcended dark nights
of the soul just to find
my treasure in your
magical baby blue eyes.

Even  though  the  night
takes my sight, my mind
is still fixed with thoughts
of you and even  while
we  are apart I  can  still
have you  here  with  me.

The reunion of two souls
inseparably  connected
having known each other
from the beginning of time.

Let  my  mind  wrap  its
thoughts around you and
caress everything it can
and let my lips speak as
a kiss.

Let my arms  carry  away
any loneliness, let my eyes
devour all the troubles within
your  sight.

                                                                                               Jon York 2025

Passion  is  derived    from  a
Latin word meaning to suffer,
    if   you  genuinely  love
               something.
                                                                        Jon York   2019

Why else
are we here if not
to live with unreasonable
passion for things.
                                                                                             Jon York   2019

I have no special talent,
I am only passionately
curious about life and I
know that our life is a
message to the world, so
I try to make mine
inspiring.

People may not always
tell you how they feel
about you, but they will
always show you, PAY
ATTENTION.

Learn to embrace reality,
even if it burns you and
if you do what you love,
you will never work a
day in your life.

Creativity is intelligence
having fun and the creative
adult is the child who
survived, so  go confidently
in the direction of your
dreams and live the life
you've imagined and
remember that nothing is
worth it if you aren't happy.

Never let you fear decide
your future and grow
through what you go
through and you will find
that your hardest times
often lead to the greatest
moments of your life and
if you keep the faith, it
will all be worth it in the
end.
                              Jon York    2017

COMMUNICATION is NOT
                     the  key  to a
                     SUCCESSFUL
                  RELATIONSHIP.

               COMPREHENSION
                                is.
               DOESN'T MATTER
                               how
                         much you
                  COMMUNICATE
                     with a person.....

               If  they don't get ****,
                        what good
                               is
              COMMUNICATION?

                        Always be
                in love with a SOUL,
                        not a FACE
                             OR  A
                            BODY.

                        She had me
                 with her words but
                        she lost me
                WITH HER ACTIONS.

                    Go where you feel
                     MOST ALIVE and
                do  whatever the  HELL
                   it takes to make you
                  FEEL  REAL  AGAIN.
                                                     ­                                       Jon York   2020

Some things,
and some people,
are written
in your soul
with
permanent ink.
                                                            ­                 Jon York   2019

Picturing you
naked  is   the
      most
productive
      thing
       I've
     done
    all day.
                                                                          Jon York   2019

Your  clothes
are  making
me uncomfortable.

Please take them off!
                                                                                Jon York   2019

I love you with
everything I am,
everything I've been,
and everything
I hope to be.
I love you
with my past,
and I love you
for our future,
and for the years
I know
we'll have together.
I love you for every
one of my smiles
and even more,
for every one
of yours.
I love you for every
moan and for all
the precious
sounds you make
when
we touch and touch
and touch,
and we kiss and kiss
and kiss,
and for the
pleasure you
bring the both to
of us.
                                                                                          Jon York   2019

I walked thru  my bedroom  door,
turned off the overhead light and
crawled into my bed  alone  again.

And from a million thousand miles
I heard you turn and sigh.

A difficult time.
Such a difficult time  to  be  us.

Was I nothing? Were  we  nothing?
Can  that which  starts  as nothing
become self-sculpted, shimmering,
strong?  I think  it can :  Therefore,
I am.  You are.  We are.

Listen very closely : tick, tock, tick, tock
for if you do then you'll hear the reason
I love you.  For you tick  when  I  tock.
                                            ­                                                 Jon York   2025

If I had known how many weeks
      would come and go
'Ere I again should see you
      would I have acted so.

Would I have read the future
and known what was to be---
I wouldn't have hurt you darling
had all the world been given to me.

For I dream of you at night, dear----
and think of you all day---
I was cross when I was with you
because--- that was my way.

We always treat our dear ones
  the ones we love the best
just a trifle colder
than we ever treat the rest.

Sort o' lonesome, sort O blue
sort o' pinin  just for you
sort o' wishing for a way
I could be with you today
sort o' wondering if you know
just how much I'm missing you
thought I'd tell you just what is what
I'm missing you an awful lot.

The clouds were forming pictures
That only I could see
and in my album
was one of you and me
you had bent to kiss me
and you were about to say
that you would always, always
----- and then the wind blew
them away.

             Too Late
If I could go back o'er my days
and trace my steps through all the ways
I think the first thing I would do
would be to find my way to you
and seek to take from out your heart
the pain for which the greatest part
I was to blame.
                                                               Jon York 2017


'

The only things we do
    two by two
we pay for
   one by one.

Someone once said this world is a stage
and each must play his part and
fate held me as a lover and you as
my sweetheart and Act I was where
we met and I loved you at first glance
and I thanked the author for this part
and for giving me this chance.
You said your lines so cleverly as you
never missed a cue and I was the
happiest man on earth and then came
Act II and you seemed to change, acting
strange just why I never knew until
you went away and left me alone and
blue.
if you lied when you said you loved
me I had no cause to doubt you but I'd
rather go on hearing your lies than to
go on living without you.

I swore the day I met you that I would
win your heart and I vowed that day
I'd get you to yield to Cupids dart and
I've rued that fascination and I wish I
could forget you but I have one
consolation - I swore the day I met you.
                                                                        Jon York   2017

It's a mile to anywhere since
you have gone away a funny
little crooked way I cannot
walk today.

I am afraid that I might find a
rumpled heart you tossed into
the weeds as you went by, a
broken dream you lost.

It may be you walk slowly
and wait for me to go that
tangled path to find you if
only I could know.

Lets be gay while we may
and seize love with laughter
and I'll be true as long as you
but not one moment after.

Sometimes a little's a lot and
sometimes a lots a little
depending of course on who's
who, how come, and what's
what for a little of you is a lot
you see but a lot too little to
satisfy me.

Yours was a strange love you
brought to me, a brief bright
thread of gold for life's Tapestry
and it is strange that one gold
thread could mean so much
yet it made my soul's garment
soft to touch.
                                                  Jon York   2017

Would You ?
If in all the world there were but two
and if all this were good and true
   would you ?
and if you dreamed of PJ's blue and
big strong arms encircling you and
if you woke and found it true
    would you ?
and if you were good and bright
and I stayed with you all night
and I turned out the light
   would you ?
and if we lay there face to face
with nothing between us but silk
and lace and if you knew everything
was safe,
    would you ?
would you kiss me goodnight ?


This wanting, getting, finding out
we don't want it all --
yet if there be sweet birds in spring
there will be leaves that fall.


Here's to the love that lies in
your eyes
         and lies
               and lies
                     and lies.


                Life
It is a pair of dice plugged with lead
a crooked game where death is the
dealers friend and when we cash our
chips in for the red life hands us all
a lemon in the end.

Sooner or later -- you'll forget the
things you are saying --- and yet
It's sweet for the stars to kiss the sea
but not half as sweet as you kissing me
   It doesn't mean a thing I know but
I  love to hear your lines and so ---
the moonlight has a thousand charms
and sooner or later you'll forget but
never mind this bye and by cause
sooner or later, so will I.

Life is like a cigarette -- easily started
--- quickly done, tossed away without
regret as you light up another one.

Two volume novel ---
the suns gone dim,
the moons gone black
for I loved her and
she didn't love back.
                                         Jon York   2017

Tobacco
  Bad men like their women to be
like cigarettes, just so many all
slim and trim waiting on a row
to be set afire and when the flame
has died, discarded.
  Better men like their women to
be like cigars and these are more
exclusive, look better and last
longer and if the brand is good
they aren't given away.
  Wise men like their women to
be like pipes that are not loaned
and men care for them the older
they grow; and the flame never
dies and when too old they knock
them lovingly and care for them
always.

    Once I knew ---
wonderful nights in the month
                                               of June
a breeze softly blowing a tender
                                                 moon
the perfume of roses sweet in the
                                                     air
the stillness of beauty...so perfect
                                             ...so rare
long drives with you beneath
                                        starlit skies
drinking eagerly...deeply of the
                               love in your eyes
whispering tender words. .vowing
                                   you were mine
   Now I find ---
the loneliness of nights filled with
                                     dreams of you
wondering,  always wondering if
                                 you miss me too
wondering if something about the
                                moon each night
brings memories poignant...a tear
                                          drop bright.


How easily you search my eyes to
see what you can find and I wonder
...would you be so calm if you
could read my mind.


Would we be parted now. . .
had things not been so ?
or did you really love me ?
I'll never know.


There are a dozen ways of making
oneself forget but twelve of them
won't work.
                                                         Jon York   2017

Dreams
I'm a thousand miles from you tonight
this world doesn't seem to be just right
I gaze into a far off space and dream
that I am in your embrace then I wake
up and it's dawn and my dreams have
faded -- you are gone.

The tender words that you once
said I draw about me like a warm
cloak for protection against the
biting words of your scorn.

            Compensation
Weeks of anxious waiting, days of
loneliness, banished in an instant by
one fond caress.
Hours of desperation; agony, despair
-- vanished and forgotten when you
                                           say you care.
Endless nights of longing, slowly
moving time...swept into oblivion
when your lips touch mine.

Other hearts may love you, other
lips pressed to thine, but no heart
will ever love you like this broken
               heart of mine.


       Monday --Thursday
    all this week -- I have
loved you -- cheek to cheek
     Friday -- Saturday, today
somehow love has slipped away
     Last week -- this week
    three weeks hence, your
      rating has dropped
         to thirty cents.

The years have been long and
the words have been few and
    though I agreed to part,
          I still love you --
I have tried to forget but that
is hard to do when all things
remind me - I still love you.

The gold of the sun recalls the gold
of your hair, that halo almost divine,
and the blue of the skies brings back
the blue of your eyes,
I long for you, sweetheart of mine,
Don't you often regret that I'm not
there to say - I still love you.

                 Prayer
                O  God
           I don not ask
         for a better day
             I only ask
             that I may
                live it
        in a better way.
                                         Jon York    2017

Poetry is a way

                      of saying

*** isn't  the  only way

I want to be inside you.
                                                 Jon York  2019

I am a subversive mystic stoking the cool
blue  fires of poetry and lobbying for  the
liberated imagination.

"Success  is  not  final, failure  is  not  fatal:
it  is  the courage  to continue  that counts."
Winston Churchill

If  it's  not  intimate,  what's  the  point?

I  write  as an  outlet  to make  sense of  my
world and experiences.

If  not  to fight against the monsters  inside
us, why  do  we  write?

For a poet, there really is no such thing as
the  ordinary  world,  "ordinary  life",  and
the ordinary course of events.
                                                                                     Jon York 2022

When nothing is
sure, everything
    is possible.
                                                                                      Jon York   2019

You know what
truly aches in me?
Having so much
inside my head
and not having the
   slightest clue
on how to pour
         it out.
                                                                                               Jon York   2019

Pour
       yourself
   into  me   and
   I  will not  let
    a drop  of
you  hit  the ground.
                                                                                    Jon York   2019

If you don't

                     have a seat

                      at the table.

         You're probably on the menu.
                                                                             Jon York   2019

With the sound of your voice you
touch 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 the need
to recover from it.

You can speak a world into existence
or empty life of its meaning and the
unspeakable is heard and felt when
you speak to me, and as I hear your
voice I am touched.

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.

With your voice you banish fear,
soothe and caress challenges and
delights and when you speak the
subject does not matter but for me
the sound of your voice does.

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
nurture's me I warm myself in
it as it touches my soul.

When we speak our souls resonate
and intimacy occurs and we attend
to what we love and who we love
and that is the sound of each others
voice and one another.

Should you speak to me in urgency
or despair gladly I would take
on the world for you and you know
this and  P S, I Love You
                                                  Jon York     2018

She is addictive
because she has a
  pure heart and a
     ***** mind.
                                                                                          Jon York   2019

Hearts  are  wild

creatures,   that's

why our ribs are

cages.

I    liked  her  smile,

but I  loved it when

I   was   the   reason.

She devoured   my

heart and somehow

left  me  wanting  to

   feed   her   more.

And even if I know

how  this story will

end,  I  would  still  

read our story again

       and  again.
                                                     ­                             Jon York   2019

I want to
               feel  the  heat
                 of my own
          breath bounce back
                  and warm
             my  lips  after  I
           strategically  place
                     them on
            my  favorite  places
                 of your skin.

                    I want to
                        leave
                 goosebumps
           everywhere I have
               not yet kissed
                          and
               spend the night
                     trying to
                         read
                    them  like
                       braille.
                                                                                     Jon York   2019

No one
  changes unless they
            want to.

Not  if  you  beg  them.
     Not if you shame
               them.
   Not if you use reason,
          emotion, or
      use  tough  love.
There's only one thing
            that makes
      someone  change :
  their  own  realization
         that they need
               to do it.

      And there's only
              one time
         it  will  happen :
  when they decide they're
                ready.

             A  strong
      relationship starts
               with two
        people who are
               ready to
        sacrifice anything
                   for
             each other.                                                          Jon York  2019

Everything
  you can
   imagine
    is real.
                                                                         Jon York   2019

Life  is  a
gift.  Wake  up
   every  day
and  realize
     that.
                                                                                 Jon York   2019

A woman
                  will be
                  as girly as
            you pamper her,
            as intelligent as
          you challenge her,
            and as sensual as
              you entice her,
                so touch her
                    without
            using your hands.
                     Taste
          her mind and you
                      might
           realize that you've
                been starving
                                                        ­                         Jon York  2010