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The extent of his love was endless,

As he let her befriend other men,

Knew that she loved him deeply,

And would be with him to the end.

But she needed these sexual encounters, 

To her it was a drug,

To him he would let her get her fix,

For she, for him was enough.

He never wanted anything more,

In her she had all he adored,

In intellect, desire, they both shared a fire,

And a frequency constantly taking them higher.

There was no room or thought for jealousy here,

No room or thought for self doubt or fear,

They both knew they were bonded

And connected in life,

A universal creation of husband and wife.

So she exercised her carnal desires at will,

He shared in each moment and got off on the thrill,

And though others had trouble working them out,

They were twin flames burning eternal

Of that there is no doubt.