Loneliness and despair once accompanied each footprint lightly embossed in the sand.  I never knew why I went to the beach, so hot, so windy, sand piercing my skin's pours. Surely I was driven by sex, love, to be in love... my worldly trio of chauffeurs; I wished trust and honesty could have been there,  they were the no shows.

Call it stupidity or call it ignorance,  it doesn't matter anymore, hanging around my neck choking me until my hair was gray then gone.  Looking back I should have forsaken vanity and shaved my head long ago, and I would have, had I realized the collar binding me was driving me out of control.

I still have my thoughts, my memories... of you and of the others.   I grasp and hold on to them as I did you on this roller coaster ride that has lasted a lifetime.  It's a miracle that I have survived this trip,  too often I was found distracted by the wrong scenery.  I do believe in miracles,  for in spite of all the distractions and barriers I still found you. 

Fast women, fast cars, the fast life... lacking economic means the only equation slowing me down.  Is that why so many tasks were never completed?  My distractions many, my coins few.  I believe it's probably because you entered my world so late in my life I was not a better man, for since you have arrived I've learned to love, to give, and to release what is not mine.

The thought of you is relentless and unending, remaining within me always to treasure, to cherish.  I embrace you, not only with touch but now offering the gift of words and actions to this holy trinity,  And I know the world won't look back at you through these pale green eyes of mine, it's loss no doubt.  Thinking back, we were never formally introduced, how does one say hello to one's self?