Are You Real? Poem by Amelie Summers

My love for her is strong
It pulses through my veins like caffeine
Ripples through my flesh
I want her

Her skin glows in the sun
It reflects my yearning
She shimmers like a spirit
A thought

Her eyes pierce me
Looking at me over and over and over
Make sure I'm trust worthy
Her eyes show me a story in a language I can't read

I long to hold her every night
Every waking hour I hope
I yearn
I pray to gods who won't listen

But my love for her isn't real
Neither is hers
For she isn't real
A figment of my heart holding out for something

Hope, that's it.