Every night I miss the desert sunsets. If I could be anywhere in the world right now, I'd be there with you, strolling among the marble fountains. I remember the peacocks we had. I wonder what became of them. I bet they're still there. I bet Sheba is still queen of the roost. I could never believe you gave me an albino peacock.
But then, I could believe it. And that's one of the things I loved about you.
But that's all past now. I will always have you in my memory. And the sunsets and the spices and the silk and the music and the desert air.