somewhere between fear and love there is passion

My mind is blank. What is a blank mind but thoughts that run too deep to phantom? Uncertain, heart drumming fiercely in my chest and tears threatening to stain my cheeks, i sit trying to find a thought. But as provoked as it is; my mind refuses to find anything meaningful enough to persuade my heart to disconnect. I owe this blank canvas of a mind to my overpowering heart. My heart, as reliable as it may be to my body; it fails my thoughts. for my heart is concerned with one bitter-sweet desire. The desire to love. This unyielding hunger does not go unfed, she loves me so deeply it hurts. And as the tears that once so hastily threatened to become real spill onto my face and soak my cheeks; I find a pure thought in the darkness of my mind. My lover. She who sees things in me that i have never before seen...Oh, she scares me. Her love is so pure and so unconditional that I'm unsure how to accept it at times. I want to give her what she gives me because thats what she deserves. But as great as that want may be, my heart retreats occasionally and gives into an unseen fear. A fear that erupts uncontrollably and one that i have yet to conquer. I'm trapped in a paradox because she has become my definition of happiness but this fear has become my being. A fear of what i am unsure...with tears still flooding my eyes and blurring my vision this amazing woman consumes my before blank mind. She is everything i have ever wanted. Her passion is raw. And her fire burns solely for me. This eluding fear has finally been named and like a raging river it coerces through my veins. What if in all my glory and self loving reality i forget to love her as purely as she does me??? I wouldn't be able to handle breaking her heart....this is all too often a lover's dilemma and ultimate demise.