Alone on the white beach, above my head the dark blue night sky, and the five moons, I walk, remembering your smile, the fullness of your lips.

It was so long ago, yet the sombre waves still lick the glistening pebbles, their song a melancholy poem to our lost love, o my darling, o my beautiful lover…

Here we walked, enlaced, your hand forever pressing mine, stopping near the edge of the sea – so far away.

On this beach, we stood, defying eternity and the immensity of space, as you told me your secret, and, in awe, I learned the truth about us:

That the fire would never die, and that, on this shore, I would walk forever, looking for you, my immortal love.