The Infidel Poem by Lorenzo Costigliolo

The Infidel



Twins
born near thirteen years apart
on different continents
lived separate lives
for half a century

love

brought them to
a woman’s heart

simultaneously
drawn to her by each
uniqueness, quality –

despite a generation past
since sins of one
joined hers
and sins of one joined his –

the passion didn’t last.

Thirty years – late –
flame eternal lit
the candle of their
youthful fires burning
their love did not abate.

Distraction
some malfunction
invaded one again

no reason understood
no reason one could
understand

till death do they part

The twin arrived on site
the woman left
in no man’s land
bereft
when loved one sinned again
The image, word, and will
were all the same,
one woman swept away
by ideal dream
until, no matter what the lover’s name,
the one she couldn’t – wouldn’t say –
would wait, perhaps IS waiting – still.

The twin looked to his brother’s heart
and saw himself as once he was –
the one too blind he could not see –
“... as it was in the beginning
is now, and ever shall be –
yes,
forever, and ever will be.
Amen”

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