Betrayal

A poem about infidelity

The look in his eyes,
it bespoke of betrayal.
I did not listen.
Love is what he claimed to have...
All for me and no one else.

The words he spoke,
they rang of betrayal.
He brought me the joy I thought I wanted...
And then he brought me pain uncomparable.

In another's arms he was so lovingly held...
Saying to her the things
that were once reserved for me...
He spoke her name but once...
Her name was Betrayal.


Written: 11/18/98 6:14am ET