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.