there you are
asleep in the afternoon sun
streaming through windows and
painting your skin in ribbons of light
and shadow stripes
deeply breathing
far away in a
lucid dream, your face shifting
from boy to man and back again
and i wish you would wake
so that i could kiss you
instead, I'll drink the wine
and watch you sleep and
miss you
but sleep too long and the wine will be gone
then you'll wake to find me
(sleeping)