Submissions by ChrisCorriea (Christopher Correia)

Your reflection turns golden
in candlelight    
 watching me, watching you
through your half-open front door  
Temptation hangs above me
like the Sword of Domiciles
you know too well,
all my weaknesses
but, I stand still
the waves breaking hard on the indigo sea
the hunger rising at the sight of food;
invoking memories of what we once were;  
two lovers, restless and impure
you still pull me like the currents of a river
I remember, how in my innocence
I called you my true love
though now I feel you were an e-diction ...