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