When my heart feels the sad longing for beaches and sunsets of Costa Rica; a good rant will bring a nostalgic smile to my soul.  The eternity of stars twinkling wonder from above; I gazed in complete merriment.  I miss the ever present smell of mysterious warmth flowing freely from the Ocean; the multitude of green shrubs brightening the day as tiny flowers show their grandeur.  To bath under the life breath of the planet while searching for nothing more then to just be present. Ah, just being! Dreaming the unforgettable dreams of the traveler, so tangible and near; so possible and present; so alive with imagination.  Closing my eyes for a moment, I can feel the song of freedom playing ever so gently in the wind, whispering one-whispering here-whispering now.   To once again feel excited for the simple pleasure of watching the sun cascade below the horizon in a myriad of changing hues.  How did I not know to kiss my Tico lover one more time on the sandy beach before the moon, one more kiss for my unforgettable memories; one more kiss to leave my soul singing Pura Vida.  Would that have satisfied my insatiable soul?  Maybe two kisses or three, maybe even four, perhaps five or six.  Could I ever cease wanting more?  No or never, it matters not, for I was always destined to miss; just that one more kiss.