Beast of Burden
Thy elegance of form
Hast weakened my body and soul
As the weight of thy splendor and beauty
Hast become my payload
To carry thy love
Within my pitiful heart
Hast become my penance
For wanting more than I deserve
Pardon me for my weakness
But worry not for my struggles
For I have harvested thy bounty
And now must boldly ferry thy lading
I beg thee do not smile in my presence
For the weight of joy
It will add to my corpulent heart
Will surely be my undoing
Let me trudge along my road to happiness
And like an oxen who carries goods
Without complaint of discourse
I shall always be your love’s beast of burden
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2017
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