Djini Judy

The djini judy i hear you say recalling images

Of yesterday upon the present's

Passioned years shattered forth in happy tears

A wisp of smoke inside my mind tells

So much in fact it's true a djini dwells inside of you

If laughter comes on bleary days

And little boys' faces play

And play 'til it's all let loose good morning good day

I remember a thing or two of the distance inside

You too if laughter comes on bleary days

Well you're easily the djini type

And gradually

You'll see how very much

You really knew to get so close to me