The truth is bitter
but you taste so sweet.
I held and soothed you
as I got you deep...slow
kissing into a meek
surrender.

You bring me to my knees
with just the sound of
your voice and in your
presence I melt into your hands,
you feeling the deep rumble
of  my voice as  it  coos
and comforts you.

I  feel you in  my  whole
body  and  every  inch
of my skin.

You melted into me when
I  held  you....so  why  do
your demons hurt me so?
                                                                                Jon York   2021