An orange moon gets me wilding out.
It makes me reminisce.
About the warm sensual nights we used to spend together.
Not sensual in a physique type of way.
But sensual in a 'thanks for sharing your deepest secrets type of way'.
The candle light shining on your right sheek left me wondering.
If the red glowy side represented a colour that was well know by mankind, were the pattern would speak for itself.
Than the obscure side represented a colour that only became visible under certain circumstances.
Namely 4 glowing candles and a caring heart.
These are the nights I would redo if my dead came anytime soon.
All these feelings came up laying under this orange moon.