If I only have tonight

If I don’t exist beyond this night,
if the stars erase the taste of my name,
and the world forgets the weight of my body,
will you still feel the presence of me in this moment?

Let me pour myself into the now,
into the tremor of your breath,
the warmth between our skin,
the sacred aching quiet that wraps around us.

If all I have is this fleeting second—
let me bleed into it with you,
our bodies fused in this burning now,
where time dares not chase us.

Grasp me harder than the promise of dawn,
for tomorrow may dissolve like smoke,
but here—here I burn, I live,
I am everything, and I am yours.