You  walked
       into my life again
                   and
       this time it was like
                you had
        always  lived  there,
          like my heart was
             a home built
              just  for you.

        I didn't fall for you.
              It wasn't a
            falling feeling.
          It was more of a
          wandering into
         a quiet room and
      knowing  I  was  home.

           I am not going
                anywhere.
             The  only  time
               I'll let go of
             your  hand  is
          to  grab  your  ***.

           And  I  need  you
            not  in ,the  ways
             to survive, but
          in  the  ways  that
            make life worth
                    living.
                                                                   Jon York    2019