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The last vestiges of belief
in a world where there
was one good man left,
one soul with unshakeable integrity,
one lover with unswerving loyalty
have vanished like so much
chaff in the wind.

I knew without doubt
you denied yourself
to me, and I you
because your moral code
was tattooed in the fabric
of your pensive heart
and you could not betray
her even as she
abandoned you.

With that knowledge
my feelings for you
became more than love,
more than desire,
more than admiration;
they became bound up
in a trust so deep
that I could not doubt
the commitment you
swore by.

But yesterday,
without warning
you opened a wound
so gaping and wide
it swallowed my faith
once and for all -
"I've broken my vows."

And my psyche wrestles
with the painful realization
that I wish it had been with me...

...before my broken belief blows away.

K. Tate Jacoby
copyright December 30, 2008

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