For Emily Whenever I May Find Her

Ah...
What a dream I had
Pressed in organdie??
Closed in Kremlin
Of smoky burgundy
Softer than rain

I wondered empty streets down
Passed the shop displays
I heard the Cathedral bells
Go tripping down the alley ways
As I walked on

Ah...
And when you ran to me
Your cheeks flashed with knight
We walked on frustrated fields
Of Juniper and lamp light
I held your hands

And when I awoke
And saw your warm and near
I kissed your honey hair
With my grateful tears
Oh, I love you, girl
Oh, how I love you, girl.