For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her

What I dream I had

Pressed 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