If only we knew the value of time,
we would carry each instant in our chests,
We'd embrace life with a smile.
We would wake up from a weary sleep,
celebrating the dance of encounters,
where love blossoms among the yearning.
If we knew that time is a gift,
we wouldn't waste it in whining,
but in gestures, words, hugs,
in sowing shared memories.
Let us leave behind the uncertain tomorrow,
let's fix our gaze on the present,
where the embrace is an eternal pact,
a refuge, a home, a latent heartbeat.