Love, romantic love, erotic love, "the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise" (Samuel Johnson), is basically this: The art of planting seeds in the heart of another. This seed aids her in becoming the person she is, her essential self, unhinged by the black points the world grinds into her mind. To love is to work with God, through God, in building the other person into who she really is. If you plant and she doesn't grow, well then, plant again. Time will tell you when it's off to find another spot of soil. If you are her gardener, and she is yours, then you are both eternally one.
Note well. Nota bene, as they say in Latin.
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