Angelic Burning, Sinful Yearning**

Time stood still once.
The earth spun off its axis,
the moon dropped from the sky
as leaves turned bright lemony
and violety blue.
You wrote me a poem
covered in gypsy dust,
laced with ****,
lust filled sin,
and I devilishly took you in
as you whispered seductively,
“Do you get it now!?”
~~~
Oh yes, my love,
I get it.
But I must ask,
“Do you get
I hold you like fire
inside my heart?”
~~~
And then time started again.
An Autumn moon
got caught in my dream catcher’s web
as stars ran in circles
dripping cosmic radiation
on wildflower ecstasies
of insanity’s desires
and you vanish into the
dark vistas of night,
leaving me only this
angelic burning
and sinful yearning

Are you still out there?

Aztec Warrior 12.22.15