Kuraudo7777 wrote:
How to get just the right descriptions of love...it's tricky. But then, is it okay, devotion to only one person?

Okay in what sense, devotion in what sense?
Love is a personal thing that's somehow between two people.
I think when it comes to personal things, 'okay' is not even a question.
Fitzgerald wrote:
His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy's white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
Through all he said, even through his appalling sentimentality, I was reminded of something-an elusive rhythm, a fragment of lost words, that I had heard somewhere a long time ago. For a moment a phrase tried to take shape in my mouth and my lips parted like a dumb man's, as though there was more struggling upon them than a wisp of startled air. But they made no sound, and what I had almost remembered was uncommunicable forever.
I like this take, personally.
It's not inherently positive; there's a fear and danger in there, in the act of falling in love.
More than devotion. His view of the world is permanently changed by her constant presence in his thoughts.
I would write what you know. Your own understanding, including the dilemmas you face.