
I Dream of Emily
I dreamed again of Emily
In a dark hour
of the night
I dreamed we rode a carriage
Along a darkened path
Our souls together
WarmUnder a blanket of soft fur
Wordless we rode
Although we spoke,
our hearts in time,
With a language of our own
That was long ago
An eternity ago
Now it grows light
The dream is gone
Forever gone,
I fear
And yet, and yet, my heart declares
The dream will never go
My heart will always speak to yours
With a language of it's own
Doug Palmer 2006

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