You know that you're in love when

A want turn into a need,
and there's blood in your sweat-bead.

You got it right, Elmear.

I was hoping to read something even deeper and more contemplating (is that a word?), though. It's a good subject, you could write about it on and on. But because I haven't read any other text by you yet, I'm not familiar with your style. Maybe this is what you do, short and concice poems.

I'll see about that.