TELL ME

Tell me
that I'm a feather caressing your skin
that I'm a cool breeze on your lips
that I'm a soft whisper on your ear.

Tell me

because I need to know
that without me
life is small
unworthy
and days are fragments of pain and sorrow.

Hold on my love

 Keep searching

and you will find me
in every corner of scent
on every breath you take.

Hold on my love.

Close your eyes
and fell...
I'm around
dressed as feather
whisper
or breeze
only to feed your senses.

©Graça Costa

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