You,
with those
morning eyes.
And that
morning voice.
In those
morning sheets.

         I
    didn't
   stand a
   chance.

  Remember
    the time
      when
        the
   covers on
    our bed
    were the
      only
     shield
  we needed
   against the
    terrifying
   everything                                            What is done in love
        that                                                ­                               is done well.
surrounded us?                                                              ­   Jon York   2019