In the innermost depths of my being
Vacation moments seldom ever shared.
Nestled amongst the dearest cherished times,
Memories carried with me, neatly tucked
Inside, loving moments I cherish most,
Experiences never repeated
In this lifetime and, perchance, nevermore
We so enjoyed traveling together.
Scaling the high points of Pinnacle Rock,
Then, we laid on the sands in Antigua,
Watched Arenal blow in Costa Rica
Embarked on the stern of the Fantasy
Holding my hand above St. Thomas Bay
Your sweet kiss in old Puerto Vallarta.
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