To her with love

Real love can make you or break you...

Her love is like an inner force
pounding in my heart;
Ecstatic, superfluous and fiery love
willingly impart;

For comfort I reminisce,
reflect and recall the saga;
The admiration,
the attraction and desire.

Beaming with joy, a compelling love
that mirrors the passion;
One that propels me to reach, address
and create a rescue for my love addiction.

I worked with her for years;
many years have passed
But what did or did not occur?
It's a question that I dare to ask.

She is on my mind daily (to put it mildly)
It must be love, at least with honesty.
I think so. I remember very well.
Her beauty stands out with lucidity.

Our feelings connote passion
and emotion;
Though at times I wonder
if it's just crazy infatuation.

But oh no! It's more
like an avid guide to the love menu;
It's love,real love;
Truly babe, I love you.