Arithmetic of love

 
I learned today that 45 is a magic number.

It's digits added total 9, as do the digits of it's multiples;
though if you think about it --
this miraculous revelation is nothing more
than a trick of base 10.

But what of love? Trick or magic
that pleasure shared is for each
increased and not divided,
that one and one make one
that one into one makes two,
transformed in ways too deep to tell?