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