The second that does not return, but unites us

I cannot turn back time,
however much my soul trembles after yesterday.

But I can look at you now,
in this burning moment,
and I can feel the world calm down within us.

There is no rewind,
but there are your hands
holding me as if
I were the only moment that matters.

There are your gaze,
which make the seconds bloom,
and my heart,
which beats faster just because you are here.

The present does not repeat itself,
but it loves us if we live it.

So stay with me in this moment,
without fear, without haste —
let us live it to the end,
with all the intensity
that love deserves.