Unseen Love

What sense is there in that I have not seen you and our eyes cannot
look?
What sense is there in that I have never heard you and our voices
cannot speak?
What sense is there in that I do not even hold you and our hands cannot
touch?
What sense is this that I posess, that makes me feel there is sense in
this?
Have I sensed a destiny or am I merely senseless?
Is this in essence a dream?