Illusion**

Everyday
illusion burns me alive,
I’m only “smoke and ashes babe”
invisible to your touch.
No need to worry what I say,
no need to turn away
from my love
as it’s only “smoke and ashes babe”;
only dust
blown by the wind.
~~~
Once there was substance,
a flesh and blood man
who stood naked
emotionally open
to the shadows of you,
willing to walk in step
with your spirit roaming,
my flute playing to your heart beats.
When you left
you took the music with you
leaving only illusion
burning me alive;
leaving only “smoke and ashes babe”.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 4.8.16