The Pair's Justification Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

'You spend money on me a lot,
Some needlessly, some lavishly,
Some to my embarrassment too.
It's nothing to you, the rich
But to me it turns out an itch.
It's like you're paying me for sex.
It's like you're treating me a whore,
I wish I'd discouraged you.'

'Out of love I spend on you, dear.
Out of passion I spend on you.
Spending on you is my pleasure.
It is more so and on increase
For it's on one who expects not
Anything from me in return
To the sex offered out of love.
You aren't a whore, my love's core.'