bedtime arrogance

A thought I noticed passing through my mind last night, while lying in bed:

I could totally win an Olympic medal. I could win Gold in the decathlon. I can’t throw the shot put that well but I can totally throw a discus. Yeah, I could totally throw the discus the farthest.

stephanie

i
still
dream  about
you, see you in all your elegance
never a stronger smile
nor a closer
embrace
                though we've left each other
in life - at least for now - you continue
to grow in my sleep
      meeting me at full moons
         turning from shadow to soul
            a light and a glow slowly fading into a deeper hue.

like a song
your measure and composure are
still
refined

and
though your transcendental poise escapes definition
	though we may never cross paths like stars are apart,
		(though i hope - like a comet - we are merely moving further on
			an elliptical journey..)


i (still) go to sleep
at the light of a candle
& the thought of you.