In the tapestry of existence, why does a man require
The presence of a woman, a muse to inspire?
She, the counterpart, in life's poetic prose,
A partner in rhythm, as the symphony grows.

What significance lies in a man's need,
For a woman's essence, a bond to succeed?

She's the missing note in his life's grand score,
A harmonious melody, forevermore.


A man seeks a woman, like stars seek the night,
In this cosmic ballet, she's his guiding light.
A union profound, through trials and strife,
She's the heartbeat, the melody of his life.

Consider the support, steadfast and true,
An anchor in tempests, when skies turn blue.
Why does a man crave a partner so dear,
In the quest for purpose, amid doubt and fear?


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