This Real Thing Called Love

is this real?
i like to think so
maybe it helps me to
not feel alone at night
and maybe it helps me
to not feel invisible
by your side
i like to think that
love is real
the way my heart thunders
beneath your touch
and how my stomach
still flutters when i'm
caught in your candy blue eyes
is real enough for me
it might also be
that when i wake up
i wake up thinking of you
and all your little things
i cherish alll the darkness
trapped under your honey skin
and i'd kiss every inch of you
to taste your heart
on the tip of my tongue
and i am happy
we could be happy
you and me and this real thing called love