For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her

For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her - Mystique

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

Through my grateful tears

Oh I love you girl

Oh I love you