For Emily, Wherever I May Find Her

Something tender from Simon and Garfunkel. They are poetry. I used to write like this. :)



Simon and Garfunkel - For Emily, Wherever I May Find Her




What a 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 alleyways
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




Goodnight, goodnight.

Your,
Cathrine