Only This Moment

We have only this moment 

in time and space; 

another may not come for months, or years; 

and never, this one embrace.

This warmth of us together, 

we may not feel again; 

brush of hand or sleeve or fingertip,

your lips against my skin.

I may never hold you again

pressed against my heart 

or linger with this brilliance 

this depth, your eyes’ a bright and lovely spark.

Will I remember how your smile 

creases your nose 

when I see you again?

Will you be distracted, distanced, travel worn?

I will be

Still, we have this moment.