We slip away, the sound of laughter fades
Into the surging whisper of the surf.
We kick our shoes off, run through still-warm sand
Down to the rippling mirror of the sky.

The giant moon casts shadows on the beach,
And yet the sky is filled with sparkling stars.
A mile away the fireworks burst and flare,
As if to rival glories overhead.

This moment swells into my memory,
So perfect to be here, right now, with you--
With this my soul is full, my life complete.
I turn to you and say,
A thousand miles away
The place we fled is locked in snow and ice,
While here it's New Year's Eve in Paradise.

Luquillo Beach, P.R.