Night Vision

Come and visit me tonight I want to have a dream And wear your grandma's coat, okay? On you it makes you gleam I remember when I saw it You had it on that night Last December at the dinner You were quite the sight So elegant, so beautiful Your hair was golden brown I imagined being out with you For an evening on the town Such an honor it would have been To be seen walking with you A living, breathing, dream girl It just couldn't be true That perhaps you'd let me take your arm And stroll with you a while Just the thought it could have been Gives cause to make me smile It's here my captive musings In writing get set free The ink of want and longing Makes for good poetry