There is dream that I had when I was in my 3rd year in high school, I did not just make it up.
This is what I remember...

The dream is in black and white with some shades of grey.
The color red is intensified when seen.

I stand near rows of door sized windows that overlook the city below.
I am loosely dressed in a tuxedo,
Holding a glass of red wine in my right hand,
While my left hand rest in the front pocket.

My body takes its astral form and I am standing the bottom of the building looking up,
But soon I rise up to float outside the window and gaze upon the brightly lit city

I return to my body and continue to look out at the city,
All the other buildings are dwarfed as if I am inside the tallest building.
 
As I drink the deeply red wine
A song plays on an old record player
There is no other sound other than that of the music


Behind me is a bed with brightly colored red sheets and pillows.
Two dimly lit lamps lie on each side of the bed.

I gaze outward entranced by the beauty of the night.
I turn around to see a woman standing near the door.

She is wearing a stunning red dress,
But I am unable to see her face,
Only her red luscious lips stand out.

I remain frozen for a second, 
But soon I start to walk over to her, 
Lifting my left hand out the front pocket 
I brush away the strands of hair that block her face,
And begin to move closer to her lips,
As if I am entranced and unable to resist kissing her.

I wake up before kissing her and find myself saddened yet hopeful for what the
future might bring. 
I am unable to fall asleep and spend the rest of the night thinking of her and the dream.