Our eyes met and I felt my world grow small and still as differences of gender and culture dropped from us like clothing to the floor, and we became naked to one another's eyes. As the world again grew large and we once more clothed ourselves in differences, my desire for her became a compulsion of lust and the twin being of recognition and repose. The single man may cause many effects and build little, but a married man has a greater cause for his effects, a cause that elevates him, and so elevates all. Pop-feminists don't like the idea of reverence in love, and often ridicule men for it. Perhaps this is because they define love primarily in terms of sex.
Romantic love includes sex, but it's more than that.