The gentle waves lap and splash
Against the brown sand
My bare feet, unvarnished nails
White skin, unused to the sun
I always forget.
Once, on the back of a scooter
Short top, short shorts
No sunscreen, in Cuba
I realized
I had ten minutes
Before I was burned
To a crisp
I always forget
I may only have ten minutes
Left in this life
I have such dreams
That lead me off and away
Head in the clouds
In tomorrow
Be here, I whisper
Enjoy these things
These people
This life
