Written by: DON JOHNSON

half-asleep Though half asleep, my mind discrete, Does observe a stranger, a face close by, as i do sleep, beside me, cheek by cheek, face by face, no danger. Who is this lady sweet devine, Someone from another time, To be there in my dreaming time? A princess of soothsayers. We come and go, I almost know, The veil parts, an there you flow, A Subtle sweet ironic show, angelic thought, her face a-glow, I’m surely yet to know, coming is a friend of long ago, to fill the void, of I won’t show, my subtle thought arranger… Don Johnson