• Gliding streams of silver, dancing with him, far away…
    Embers flickering,
    I miss I could remember,
    Yet I want to forget the night…
    The night I spent in his arms.

    I wish I could touch his face,
    See his eyes once more,
    Ride alongside across the silver fields,
    Snow and ice I haven’t seen since.

    That world has been lost to me,
    I can’t remember, and I can’t forget.
    We danced gracefully,
    He and I.

    Dimness in my world,
    Yet it yearns to remember,
    While I yearn to forget…