July 6, 2004
Wandering across the sandy dunes of time, I see the first time our gazes locked.
Veo nuestro primer mirada.
The world outside dimmed, leaving our passion to silently stir, flowing through our veins.
Only a glance away, across the very next dune peak, I find our first kiss.
Encuentro nuestro primer beso.
Music flooded the air, dance steps swept us away into our own world.
Another peak holds another first, our first time of being together, becoming one.
The sun shone more brightly, an unheard song played in my mind.
Sweet moments I find, moments of hope, smiles and happiness they are.
I bend and draw on the sand, then cup my hand and take some of it.
Just as I look at my hand, thunder roars, warning me of a storm.
Promptly, the sky darkens, a fierce wind starts to blow, shaking me to the core.
Shivering I find my hand is empty, empty of the sand I had read.
Mi mano esta ahora vacía.
Just as suddenly, the storm disappears, bringing with it once more the sun.
I look around and see nothing of the happiness I had just found.
All has been erased, to be found only in my memory, in my mind, for my life is now without you.
Estoy sin ti mi vida!