The Mask of Jealousy (Photo credit: frankhg)
Your eyes have wandered from me
Brevity
Your gaze a flickering moment
Lost to me
Within your regard I once dwelled
Blissfully
But now your words are given
Listlessly
The joy once shared is defeated by
Solemnity
And for the other women, from me
Enmity
I see your lust as broken, dark
Depravity
The funeral pyre of our love, now
Gravity
Where once I gathered all your time so
Fruitfully
Now any moments given are just offered
Dutifully
I once would have declared such doubt as
Heresy
But now my only feeling left is
Jealousy
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helenvalentina 
This really hit home for me, Sis. You have an amazing way of doing that. Excellent poem. xxxx 🙂
Thanks dear Sis!! 🙂 xxxx
I feel that pain. Awesomely written.
Thanks so much Paul!! 🙂 🙂
Now any moments given are just offered
Dutifully —— Venus in Libra
Yes, very apt – absolutely the right astrological association for the poem!! 🙂 🙂
Such a sad and bitter poem. The word “dutifully” stood out to me, so sad that it’s no longer love just a sense of duty that keeps them together 😦 A really powerful poem.
Thank you so much – it is sad when love becomes duty, it is like the last dying of the light… 🙂
You are so right when it becomes obligatory it is dead…
Very true, thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂