A short, romantic poem.
I have always loved the game of chess.
But, since I met you, my game has been a mess.
Sure, I never found myself on a winning spree
But, it was never so easy to defeat me.
I guess it’s just habit; it’s hard to keep my king upright and clean
When I would much rather be doing everything to protect my queen.
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