For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
What I dream I had,
dressed in organdy
Clothed in crinoline,
of smoky Burgundy
Softer than the rain
I wandered empty streets,
down past the shop displays
I heard cathedral bells,
tripping down the alley ways
As I walked on
And when you ran to me
your cheeks flushed with the night
We walked on frosted fields of juniper
and lamplight
I held your hand
And when I awoke
and felt you warm and near
I kissed your honey hair
with my grateful tears
Oh I love you, girl
Oh, I love you
