I have to admit,
That I’ve once seen you
As nothing but a giant hulking bore

Spending time with you
Had once been
A dreaded and burdensome chore

But I reassure,
That those days
Are no more.

In all the years
Of my life,
I’ve never been so sure

That it is you
That I absolutely adore

Tell me,
Tell me.
Was this what you had in store?

A plan to ensure
That I would be yours?

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This poem was inspired by a writing prompt from the “Storyteller’s Vault” Publication. Giant
Hulking | Burdensome