Your eyes hide emotions so complex I can only guess at what you feel.
When your lips flicker into those rare smiles, my heart soars with delight.
Your hands, so gentle, hold my heart in their sweet caress.
I'm afraid to blink, because you might disappear.
Are you a figment of my imagination?
Something I made to fill the void in my life?
Can you possibly be real?
No.
I could not think of something as perfect as you.
You must be real.
You are as real as I am,
As real as the emotions I feel.
But perhaps they are not real either.