Penchant

I have a penchant for my love,
A loyal inclination;
Though she’s asleep right now, and cannot
Hear my declaration

How precious to me she has been;
I’d hate to ever grieve her —
I have a penchant for my love,
And I would never
Leave her

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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