the man that I am in my dreams

the man that I am
 in my dreams

The man that I am
in my dreams still
has a shaggy beard,
rides a mountain bike
smiles as
he takes the stairs two
by two, stays up late,
camps in a pup tent,
swims in a cold lake
snorkels tropical water,
drinks coffee after 4
doesn’t think of what if’s
or should I’s, he just does

he likes rock, remembers
the lyrics and peoples’
names, avoids those
who preach and judge
he breaks with convention,
rides his motorcycle until
December

the man is my dreams
is not me.