Found Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

An affair too old
has broken his ribs, his soul;
it came back to reconcile
but he turned away

A gentle knock
is made on the door;
it feels strange
but beautiful too

His weak shadow
turns crimson
he bleeds, still wounded
but he opens the door

A maiden glows;
his jaw drops,
his breath has been robbed
was this salvation?

She dropped to the floor
stared up at him,
“I concede to you;
my only truth”

Engulfed in her luster,
he explored her mind
her soul until
he got lost in her

Blinded by joy
His mistakes grew wings,
convalescence injected him;
he was finally found