What if...

What if I was there, if I would come closer to you if would ask any innocent question looking straight to your eyes with a crooked smile? What if it was me the one you are having this conversation with? What if, for a second, my fingertips could touch the back of your hand, and write on them: "It is me!" What if you could then recognize me even when you never saw me. What if your soul could perceive me, detect me, smell me, possess me? What if you saw in my eyes a connection, a drive, a magic that could tell you without words everything is yet to be said? What if, in an impossible dare, I would embrace you, and my lips, barely touching your ears, could breath on you and tell you: "here I am!". Would you then understand? Would you smile back to me? Would you take my hand, and kiss my fingers? Would you tell me, "Finally! I have been waiting my whole life for this" Would you take me with you, to your apartment, to our secret cave, to the hidden place in which I inhabited as a ghost? Would you undress me, liberate my skin of this prison and let me be yours? Would you kiss me, eat me, possess me? Would you enter in me, leave your mark in my skin, in my flesh, in my soul? Would you...? Or may I be the eternal spirit that barely touches you in your dreams, like the wind?