CHALLENGE

Run your fingers through my soul,

gentle,

kindly,

as if you were a feather

blowing in the breeze

and while that fragment of time,

close your eyes

and try to feel as I feel,

dream as I dream,

suffer as I do.

If you do it

and you mean it,

maybe,

just maybe

you realize the depth of my love.

So,

run your fingers through my soul

and I'm sure

you'll understand.

©Graça Costa

                                                          by Greg Lotus