Ashes and Embers

I dream a dream of night’s moonbeams,
Casting light on the dark forever,
The sense of you then fades from view,
Your soft embrace endeavored.

You and me, never meant to be,
By chance we were together,
Where can I go, where time will slow,
To hills of purple heather.

Everywhere I stop and stare,
To choose to be your muse,
Ashes of love to hide away
And sing their residue.

There’ll come a day, I’ll find a way
To keep you close to me,
Our kiss, the clowns can walk around,
The truth of us set free.