What is real and what is not
What is material and what is thought
Because you cannot touch love does that make it any less real
Although not made of atoms and molecules can you not feel
The passion and compassion of love’s heart strings
And all the potential heart break that love brings
To reify love is not to hold it in your hand but rather your heart
To feel the urge and the surge of love’s pangs when you are apart
From the object of your heart’s desire
Which fans the flames of adoration’s fires.