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Your companionship is never wavering,

My buxom consort.

Anxiously anticipating my return at day's end,

Ardently, you wait,

More faithful than man's best friend.

You prop, you cushion, you comfort.

You listen.

You muffle screams of joy, sorrow, and passion.

You offer an immortal, ethereal shoulder to carry my burdens and my fortunes alike.

You defend me, sometimes violently -exposing your downy interior and draping yourself ubiquitously.
You've given me shelter in times of make believe,
Your malleable nature softening the blow when my roof caved in;
So forgiving.

You catch my tears.

You tend to me while I slumber, assuring my repose.

You care.

My perfect pal.

My confidante.

My soulmate.

My pillow.