Pure Love


Pure love
Love must be mutual with the total and absolute pureness from two people
And not pure selfishness by someone only interested in his/her wellbeing as a couple
It has happened before that somebody tries taking me to bed just to make her egg germinate
But, my friends, that can be lots of fun but pure love is much more than just that hurdle
It is respecting each other’s freedom to do and think as they wish even helping both make the same bundle
It is sharing chores like you build the fence and she plants on it a garden of rose
It is you change the dippers and she washes all the clothes
It is constantly supplementing each other on all duties you the male ones and she the female
It is never forgetting to say I love you and always complementing each other on each other’s work
It is never forgetting to do the things she finds fun as well and make her too feel real handsome
Otherwise my friend love may only last so briefly only while having sex but this is not the purest love

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