Believe  me  when I
say "I  always  think  
of  you."  No  matter
how  busy  I am.  No
matter  what  I   am
doing. My  brain   is  
constantly  thinking  
of   you.

Arms  I  want  to  be
wrapped  in,  eyes  I
want  to  be  lost   in.

Perhaps  I am  being
too hopeful to think
that  you  and  I   are
taking  a detour  while  
finding    our   way
back  to  each   other.

I  am  still  convinced
the   rest  of   my   life
looks  like  you  and I
just want to taste your
lips  before  my  coffee
every morning.

I want  to see a whole
world  of   different
sunsets  with  you.                                        Jon York   2019