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When I think of you and go to whisper your name, my wife's name falls from my lips. I think you would be pleased by this. My wife has seeped into my heart and soul. There is room in my heart for both of you. Love is not limited by space and time. I merely note the passing of time and how my love evolves. I do not doubt or diminish our love. Perhaps because my wife is vanilla, my passion and devotion continues. My love cannot be all things for me. Vanilla is the price I pay for this love, different from yours. I happily pass my days knowing that when I die, there is a chance that you will be waiting for me to give me a warm, loving embrace.