I  will   hold  you  close,
        skin on skin,
and   let  our  heartbeats
    have   a  conversation.
                                                                               Jon York   2019

Your eyes sang to my
soul,
your lips kissed my
heart,
your smile captured my
love,
your tender touch
bonded my love for
eternity,
you live in my heart and
head,
for my eyes saw your
beauty.
What else can I say to
make your day?
Have a good day.
                                                                                            Jon York   2019

Wake   up.
Hug a dog.
Have   a
good day.
                                                                                         Jon York   2019

Kiss
       slowly,
         play
         hard,
      forgive
       quickly,
   take chances,
          give
    everything
         to get
         what
     you want
          and
       have no
        regrets.
                                                                                     Jon York   2019

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

At midnight in the month of
June she and I stood beneath
the mystic moon with our hearts
full of what I thought was my
last and final love that came out
of nowhere as if from above.

Now the Sun on this brief
September day rises briskly over
my feelings of gray because I
really had nothing to say to her
except, "why did you do me
that way?"

Love will dream and faith will
trust that somehow somewhere
meet we must to discover if it
was love or just ***** lust because
we both watched it crumble to
dust so fast when we were sure
that it would last.

All I can say is wash what is *****,
water what is dry, heal what is
wounded, sooth what is hurt,
dry tears that are shed, warm
what is cold, guide what goes
off the road and love those who
are least lovable because they
need it the most.
                                                  Jon York      2015

I love the buildup.  When touching, turns into grabbing.

Soft lips, into passionate tongues.

And your heartbeat getting faster and faster.

               Kissing you is nice, the rest of you is paradise.
                                                                                               Jon York   2019

Sometimes
I wonder
if love is
worth
fighting
for, but
then I
remember
your face
and I am
ready
for war.

I cannot
tell you
how many
times a
day   I
wonder
where you
are, what
you're
doing,
and   if
you're
happy.

It's agonizing -- to love someone this much and be unable to express to them... to hold so much love inside that it's eating
you alive and to be completely helpless to do anything about it.
                                                             ­                               Jon York  2019

The
entire   sum  of
existence is the
magic of  being
needed  by just
one person and
that one person
helps you  to be
a  better  person.
                                                                                         Jon York   2019

Half    naked

          cuddling      &

          slow     nasty

          tongue kissing

          needed   now.

           Only   females

           with  beautiful

          souls, blue eyes &      

            beautiful    lips

            wanted,  please.
   ­                                                                 ­ Jon York   2019

That was her gift,
she filled me with words I didn't know were there.
                                                                                                 Jon York   2019

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

YOU MATTER.
  HOLD THIS.
    ALWAYS.
   WITH YOU.
                                                                                          Jon York   2019

She will  be
        a woman who can
         sit  me  down,
              shut me up
                and tell
         me things I don't
           already know
                     and
          make me laugh.

           I don't care
   what she looks like.
        She just needs
to be able to turn me on.
         She will be
            my baby,
         my headache,
            my love,
            my smile,
            my frown,
            my pain,

  It will  feel  so  good
       when she rubs
her soul up against mine.
       Familiar, safe,
        intoxicating,
           arousing,
            HOME.
                                              ­                              Jon York   2019

I remember waking up

to you not knowing what

to call it when you rolled

into me,

when you melted and took

shape around my chest.

I didn't know the definition

of this, the breath of a moment,

but I'll take it: I'll take it over

and over again, breathing dreams like air.

And I kissed  you and on my lips I tasted

the sea and the sea has always been home

for me.                                                              ­           Jon York   2018

One day I'll wake up
and be in this place
where everything feels
right. My heart is calm,
my soul is lit, and my
thoughts are positive.
My vision is clear and
I'm at peace, at peace
with what I've been
through and at peace
with where I'm headed
and that is home sweet
home, because you are
my home just as I am
yours.                    
                                              You are a strong woman who loves,
                                                forgives,walks away, lets go, tries
                                                  again, and perseveres... no matter
                                                     what life throws at you. And you
                                                       never miss out on something that
                                                         could be amazing, just because it
                                                         could also be difficult. And you
                                                            don't  just hope for happy
                                                              endings. You believe in them, do
                                                                the work,  take the risks. Keep
                                                                   going for one day you will
                                                                     thank yourself for never
                                                                        giving up, knowing that I
                                                                           am your home sweet
                                                                             home and I await you.
                                                                                      
                                                                                            Jon York   2019

Thought I'd something more
to say as another day passes
away and I think about all of
the loves that have come and
gone leaving tracks across my
heart and some leaving
memories some of which I
want no part.

Every year is getting shorter
and the seasons come and go
so much faster but I know it
isn't just me and that every
one ages and everybody turns
those pages and so many of
those memories fade away
and each day it seems like
I have less to say.

Sometimes it is the little things
that matter and those few kind
words that a few may speak
and those few precious moments
that we choose to keep forever
in our minds as we ride out those
final years of this grind that we
call life.

Every day that I wake up to
a new sunrise I am grateful to just
be alive and so happy that I was
able to survive so long as I have
but I still can't help but be a little
sad that I let the years slip by me
so fast and all I can do now is
live from day to day hoping
that I can find something more
to say.    
                                                          Jon York     2014

You must allow me
   to tell you how ardently
I admire and love you.
                                                                                          Jon York   2019

How does it feel. . .
when at age sixty-four you couldn't ask for anything more
when love is heaped at your feet and it has found its end in you
when everything becomes real and there she is, right in front of you
when your lips touch and you know love is finally here.

How does it feel. . .
when you realize that she is the one
when you know that you're looking for her is done
when you finally are able to see that all she wants is you.

How does it feel. . .
when you reach out for a body at night and find her there to hold
when she wraps her body around you and you know it is right
when she holds on to you all through the night
when her embrace says everything is going to be okay.

How does it feel. . .
when you know exactly what to do
when you know that it is what she wants too.

How does it feel. . .
when I can feel her love when she talks to me
when you know it feels good so you are able to take one day at a time
when you can still write a rhyme about her love.

How does it feel. . .                                    
when you finally realize that the key to change is to let go of fear
when you finally shed that tear of happiness.
It feels so good.
                                                           ­                                          Jon York       2013

Lets keep
             it
        simple.
      Respect my
    time, match my
          efforts,
       keep your
       word and
       always be
           honest,
              stay
          constant.

         The older                     And if you've never        
            I get,                                felt your soul being
              the                                    torn apart, you've never
       more quiet                                  loved anyone with all your heart.      
                I                                   ­   
           become.                      Only the broken                              
              Life                              will offer a piece of their soul to you,                      
           humbles                                           for they know
            me so                           what it feels like being shattered
         deeply as                                              into pieces.
                 I
           age and
           I realize
          how much
           nonsense
              I've
        wasted time
                on.
                                        ­                                                  Jon York   2019

Never
stop
showing
someone
how much
they mean
to you.
                                                                                                 Jon York   2019

Sometimes
you just need to hear
how much you mean
to someone.                                                                    Jon York   2019

ABILITY
                 is
           what
         you're
       capable
                of
         doing.                                                            ATTITUDE
                                                                                determines
                                                                                            how
                                                                                             well
                                                                                              you
                                                                                                do
                                                                                                  it.

MOTIVATION
      determines
                 what
                   you
                     do.
                                                                                                Jon York   2019

What matters most
is   how  well   you
walk  through   the
                           fire.
                                                                                          Jon York   2019

Wake up
        hug a dog
        have a
        good day.      

          Be the
         person
        your dog
          thinks
         you are.
                                                                                               Jon York   2019

I  ****  in  bed
.

         I also lick and bite,
           especially *******.
                                                                                       Jon York   2019

I an a warrior that sood up for his countries way of life only to be spit on for what he did when only a boy.
I am nothing is ever going to be as easy as it was before.
I am truthful, honest, and loving and this is difficult to accept to those that I meet.
I am surrounded by liars, fakes, and cheats.
I am the spoken words of a poet whose words are real and says what he feels.
I am the poet who writes about finding that one real love that he looked for all of his life.
I am the tender kiss of two lovers that lied to each other when they said that it was forever.
I am the goosebumps on the back of her neck when she lied to me and was found out.
I am the silent screams of a broken heart who knew it would happen that way from the start but chose to stay.
I am the poet who writes about losing love because of his actions and his in-actions.
I am the material possessions that just weren't quite good enough for her.
I am the pen that writes so many beautiful words about her that she will never read or feel.
I am the keys of a piano that makes sounds that no one listens to.
I am the Phoenix that rises out of the ashes to get back on his feet even with all of the heat.
I am alone and like it that way but know love will come back to me someday.
Iam....                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                                  Jon York               2012

You're   in  the  sun,
the wind,  the  rain,
you're  in  the  air  I
breathe  and   in
every  breath I  take.

You  sing  a   song   of
hope  and  cheer, of a
place  where    there's
no   more   pain    and
no  more  fear.

I   see your eyes  in  the
blue clouds above  and
hear your whispers   of
sweet  words  of    love.

We    will    be   together
before    long,  and until
then  I'll listen  for  your
song that only I can hear.

Just   like  the  rivers   are
pulled to the sea, forever
with  you  I am destined
                   to be.
                                                                                           Jon York    2019

Just singing
the same old song over
and over as the years just
fly by and are gone in the
blink of an eye.

Every new day
that I wake up I can't help
but wonder how much closer
I am to that day when
I will die.

No one knows
when it will come
and we cannot run for
time is a fire that we all burn
and knowledge is
something we all
yearn.

All we can hope for
is that we all learned something
along the many different roads
that we traveled as our
lives unraveled.

I learn something new
every day as I move along
invisible to some but
here to stay
and if you really knew me
you have been able to see me
somewhere along the way
as I try in my own way
to share this knowlege learned
with others for their use
some day.

I have learned
to stay strong to be able
to navigate the many different paths
and to shoulder life's wraths
so I could just keep moving along
singing that same  old song
but I still have to cry without
even knowing why.                                            Jon   York                    2012

Writers   just  write   the  words.

Readers  decide what  the words
mean and how they are  affected
by those words  and if the poem
is about them or directed to them
personally.

Events  and  or  interactions  with
various people are the basis for my
writing.

I am just trying to leave something
behind.
                                                                                              Jon York   2022

I am a mystery, a puzzle to be solved.
I am every day it gets harder as I struggle through the day as the pain just seems to grow.
I am just another love not meant to be and I was just too blind to see.
I am why am I so addicted to her memory.
I am not the answer but I'll always be the question.
I am the dark side of love and loss.
I am running on empty but always just a step behind what I am trying to find.
I am a writer that does not write to catch her eye with these private thoughts that come alive as ink.
I am  a writer that writes to allow my soul to live.
I am sometimes I crawl into myself because there I can write and it gets me through the night.
I am things inside my head never said, random thoughts of things that I have  sought.
I am respect for myself, respect for others, responsible for my own actions.
I am feelings that are written as a message on paper.
I am sometimes you just need to put the past away and move on with your life.
I am it's been awhile since I've been truly happy.
I am why didn't I see it coming.
I am a Poet with so much to say and maybe she will hear me someday.
I am the eternity I saw in her eyes but what I missed were all of the lies.
I am a heart that is slowly dying from the disease called love.
I am you played me like a video game and I will never be the same.
I am unforgettable moments that came to pass.
I am time machines and broken dreams.
I am even when it is all done, it isn't.
I am....                                                           Jon York                       2012

I am getting so much closer to the end and cannot pretend anymore.
I an old and gray but still have a lot to say.
I am so many memories of loves gone by and know that there will be one more before I die.
I am saddened that none wanted to stay but they just wanted to play for awhile and tell those lies while trying to find those blue skies.
I am that perfect love that  I know will walk through that door to make me happy just once more.
I am tired legs and painful joints but know that I must keep on going because that is what I do best, to be able to just keep on going no matter what life hands me.
I am a well read popular Poet with many loyal followers that wait for new words with anticipation.
I am a writer that writes poetry about life, loves lost and found, and the pain and happiness they bring, and sometmes I write about everything that is just going on around my world and I just keep on doing my thing.
I am love for my loyal dogs who never leave my side with unconditional love as if from above.
I am the tears that you cry as you read these words.
I am....                                                           ­                                                             Jon York               2012

As I grow older I learn that pleasing everyone
is impossible but ******* everyone off is a
piece of cake and what screws us up most in
life is the picture in our head of how it is
supposed to be and we often become blind
and refuse to see what is right in front of us
moving us to disgust.

Hurt me with the truth if you have to but
never try to comfort me with lies and know
that it is during the worst times of our lives
that we get to see the true colors of some of
the people who say they care for us and
nothing worth having comes easy and
sometimes you don't get closure, you just
move on.

I am stronger because I have had to be and
smarter because of my mistakes and happier
because of the sadness I have known and
thankful for my struggles because without
them I would not have stumbled across my
strengths.

What comes easy doesn't last and what lasts
doesn't usually come easy and our greatest
pains often become our greatest strengths
so be strong enough to stand alone and smart
enough to know when you need help and
brave enough to ask for it.    
                                                         ­                    Jon  York    2016

I am waiting for. . ..
a bright new tomorrow,
no more sorrow,
inspiration,
reassurance,
my coffee to be ready,
my turn,
some patience,
someone who likes to kiss,
something good to say,
the stakes to be lower,
more time to do what I haven't done,
a significant relationship to come along,
the right person to right my wrongs,
my youth to return,
the physical pain from age to go away,
the next time around,
the day I will write the perfect poem,
recognition of my poems besides just a lot of reads,
my ship to come in,
perfection, if it really exists,
to win the lottery,
some honest compassion,
the thanks I never got for wasting my youth and going to war,
peace on this planet
people to realize what they are doing to this planet,
a perfect ending,
how long do I have to wait?
                                                       Jon York      2016

The days, the months, the years just keep flying by
but where there used to be tears have now been
replaced with cheers that I am still here
and I sit looking out the window as I travel
down the road of life observing and learning
from experience that everyone has their own
little or maybe big secrets that will never ever
be revealed to anyone and so many pretend
to be something or someone that they are not
as they often overlook the fact that
the truth will always be the truth
even if no one believes it but a lie is still a lie
even if everyone believes it.

I am who I am and what you see is what you get
and your approval is not needed and some of the time
I live in seclusion seemingly trapped in some illusion
lost but found as the world keeps spinning around
as there are times there  seems no escape
from my confusion but I am happy alone
because there I can roam the innards of my mind
and like the three things that cannot be hidden-
the sun, the moon, and the truth,
my words always find their way out.

I am who I am, an Artist/writer
and I let my power of love overcome
my love of power and through my words of love
I tell no lies and what I am in your eyes
doesn't really matter and I don't care
what others think because I don't live my life
for anybody but me.

Others can live their lies and pretend
but in the end all will know what they really are
and there will be no love only shame
that will fit like a glove as they shovel the dirt
over their grave leaving only those left behind
to feel their pain.

I am far from being what I want to be
but with my soul's help I shall succeed
as I am not an adventurer by choice but by fate
and the more I think about it the more I realize
that there is nothing more artistic
then to love others with the words that I write
and writing those words that are in my soul
makes the pain stop so I write away my pain
expecting no gain except to know that
somewhere somehow my words gave
someone the ability to love again.          Jon  York          2013

I  AM
      YOURS


         NO
    REFUNDS.
                                                                                                 Jon York   2019

A capricious sprite looking only
for a temporary delight at anothers
expense. She changes from
sultry woman grown to
laughing child and back to
woman again deeply caring
and tender, but you had better
be a big spender.
Like quicksilver they slide
and merge, one upon the other
till they are all one, the woman
and the child, the poor mother who
had to raise all of those
kids by herself, so I sat there thinking,
considering what to do,
should I move there to be
with her,  to help her,
and will she accept me.
I thought I could make
her dream come true
but instead I made her blue.
I thought if I came to her
I could make a special
World for her and I so
I sold my house
and said I'll be there soon
and not once did I wonder
if she was ready for me
or consider what would happen
if she didn't want me.
She said she recognized me
in an instant by my words
and said she had dreamt
of me and felt my spirit
reaching out for her.
She was forced to lie,
she had no other choice,
so I have to say that
I am totally to blame
for her little game
of saying "I love you,"
and "you are the one
I have been looking
for all of these years."
She should have said
"I don't think you should
be here." She could have
made it more clear but my love
smothered her leaving her
unable to speak, so she could
only seek a way out with
lies upon lies and more lies.
Without a doubt it was my fault
for being in love and forcing
her to lie and laugh at me as I cried.
But now I realize that
I am better off, and see
that it was all my fault.                      Jon  York   2011

Only darkness and tears when she left,
but now I am able to see after she finally
told me the truth and I was able to see
her in a different light.

In the beginning she said, "you are the one
that I have been looking and waiting for
all of these years," and I felt like I had
been hit by a door, not knowing then
my heart would end up on the floor.

I felt from the beginning that something
wasn't quite right and only now have I
finally seen the light.


Upon realizing that I had been living her lie
for two years only brought me pain and tears,
but now there will be no more cries and all
it took was for her to say ,"you just
don't give me butter flies," at which point
I realized all that I got from her were lies.

Suddenly it was oh so clear and the anger
was gone and the hurt was no longer there,
after finding out that we were never really
a pair.

The tears are now laughter and smiles,
after thinking about all of those miles
that I wasted on what I thought was
my dream come true.

I still have a lot of life to live and a lot
of love to give, and finally I am able
to breathe again.                                      Jon York  2011

I  CAN   DO   IT.

I  DESERVE   IT.

I WILL GET   IT.

END OF STORY.
                                                                                 Jon York   2019

Get up every morning
and remind yourself,
'
' I  CAN  DO  THIS'
                                                                                    Jon York   2019

I don't want to
          be your entire world, no.
               I would be happy
                      just being
          your morning chocolate,
          your hanging car keys,
                   your wallet,
               your  cell  phone,
                    your ****.

            Something  seemingly
                   insignificant,
                       but if lost
                 throws  off  your
                     entire day.  

                      My thoughts
                 cannot move an inch
                            without
                          bu­mping
                            pieces
                            of  you.

                                 I
                        cannot stop
                            myself
                             from
                         constantly
                            falling
                           into you.
                                                            ­                               Jon York   2019

These nights...
it's you again,
on nights like this,
when the moon is glowing
and the silence is deafening,
the heaviness hangs in the air,
and you always come on these nights,

I can feel your presence
surrounding me...
suffocating and restless,  
all I want is to run to you
on nights like this, for they
are restless nights,
as thoughts of you
quietly stir even
in the silence and
the stillness of
every night but I
can still feel your soul
touching me.
                                                             ­                         Jon York   2019

Swept away and lost in her thoughts,
                 she waits for me.
  Swept away and lost in her dream,
                  she aches for me.

   Swept away and lost in submission,
             she kneels for me.
   Swept away and lost in passion,
              she surrenders to me.

     And whispers  to me,   "I want you
                                                in so many
                                                ways that I
                                                can't even put
                                                into words."
                                                                                 Jon York   2019

You  give   me
feelings  I can't

put  into words.
                                                                                              Jon York  2019

I curl my
           frame around  her,  
                all  arms and
           legs  and  I  can  feel
                   her heart
               fluttering  as  a
                  little bird's,
              frightened and
                      brave.

                     I kiss her
          and she  tastes  like  
                     oranges,
             fresh strawberries
                  and courage.

                      I smile at
               the   sun   in   her
                     baby  blue
                           eyes,
             lick  salt  from  her
                  tanned skin,
         for  the shore our bed,
              lapping waves our
                     spectators,
            soaking  us  until  she
                   curves her
              back  in  roaring
                         bliss!

                         I carry
                   her  over  the
                          moon
                   into the sun.
                                                            ­                       Jon York   2019

I  celebrate your  eyes-those wonderful
baby blues- because they looked at me
without restraint or shame.

I  celebrate  your  soul who  never gave
up while spending  centuries  looking
for his other half in order to become whole
again.

I celebrate your *******. In the darkest of
night I could find them blind and feeble.

I celebrate your tears even if they cry for
something I've said or done.

Most of all I celebrate the God that gave
me you  and asked for nothing in return.
                                                                                                  Jon York  2025

I celebrate your eyes
because they looked
at me without
restraint or shame,
and since that moment
I have never been
the same.

I celebrate your *******,
for in the darkest night
I could find them and
since that first touch
our love has felt
so right.

I celebrate your tears,
should you cry for
something I have done.

I celebrate the years that
we are together,
as they just seem to
disappear so fast,
but we both know
that this is a love
that will last.

Most of all through
it all I celebrate
the God that gave me
you and asked for
nothing in return.               Jon York     2011

I am your rock,

You are my inspiration,

I am your balance,

You are my support,

I am your wild,

You are my calm,

I am your anchor,

You are my wings.

You're   my favorite

place  to  go  when

my   mind  searches

       for   peace.

I   have   seen   the

best    of  you   and

the   worst   of  you

and  I  choose  both.

The most beautiful clothes that can dress a woman are the arms of the man she loves.
                                                          ­                             Jon York   2019

As you get
older you
gather
layers of
life.

You wear
them
proudly or
they take
you down.

I choose to
wear mine.                
                                         Jon York   2016

I didn't fall
         in love
      with you. I
        walked
            into
    love with you,
        with my
   eyes wide open,
        choosing
     to take every
              step
     along the way.
             I do
     believe in fate
             and
       destiny, but I
             also
        believe we
         are only
       fated to do
    things that we'd
           choose
       anyway. And  
      I'd choose you;
                in a
    hundred lifetimes,
  in a hundred worlds.
In any version of reality,
         I'd find you
                 and
       I'd choose you.                                                     Jon York    2019