Infectious Nightmares

Nightmares are infectious.

You do not know this until your lover

grabs you at one in the morning,

screaming unintelligible words,

flailing his arms and reaching out for you.

And you do not know whether to run and hide,

or switch on the lights,

so you can know which parts of him you need to hold.

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