Time is love

I love the sound of the moving clock

spinning forward without stop.

I love how the sun rests on your shoulder,

illuminating your face, you coming closer.

I love how after all this time we persist

seconds passing by on the watch on your wrist.

I love how we rest on the wet grass

looking at the sky, counting the clouds.

I love that even if we are living without a clue

if there’s one thing I’m sure, is that I love you.

María de la Paz V.