Love. An Emotion ?

I sense your winsome presence
Admist thoughts and illusions
So veracious yet vicarious.

That I can almost touch
Making me think as much
Yet vanishing before I can clutch.

All those abortive attempts
To ostasize or realise
All thought and its captivating charisma.

Oh! To what should I attribute
This acute addiction
So adherant and adamant.

Is it mere emotion
Evanascent through the years
Or Love! Persistant through the eternities.