Turn back and see the mountains,
the valleys, the rivers we traversed
after the beginning.
Warm loves we shared in the night,
and a torrent of memory that shines
beneath our fateful crossings.
Matrices of desire and fervor
blazing with excitement and life.
Roaring torches of youth and desire, dimming
as the road narrows and the evening approaches.
Mountains of pleasure and sensation,
and a life of extravagant treasures.
Without remorse, without regret
turn back and embrace these jewels of experience.
Life embraces us but once.