Nightmare

there are times

when the nightmares come in daylight

voices screaming, taunting

threatening

subversive sneak attacks

and i am trapped in them

awakened screaming from a deep disturbing slumber

i am child-like, creeping quietly

to the room where love is sleeping

seeking comfort on his shoulder

fingers tangled in his hair

and one unconscious lazy arm

wraps around me like a force field

for the moment

in this moment

i am safe.