you’re so handsome lying there, snoring gently away on my left arm. you’re breath is calm and soothing. the weight of your face holds my arm in place and as my fingers drift into tingley sleep i dare not move you. you’re so peaceful like this. you look so innocent. you have the soul of a toddler searching for love and attention. between the tingling i feel the bristles on your face rubbing gently with each breath i drift into day dreams. your snore gains strength as you drift deeper into sleep. i wonder what thoughts are filling your head. i imagine arenas of people chanting for an encore. they scream with an unheard of fury. you are in a near comatose state of bliss. i imagine myself looking in on the sidelines. watching with vivid interest and a pounding heart. i allow myself to fall into the shadow of your glory knowing it’s your dream, not mine.