Nightmare

I dreamt again 
about devious things 
treacherous things seen 
and even unseen 
and as I 
turned each page 
of my nightmares 
the manipulation grew
to the point 
that I forced 
myself to awaken 
and recognize the 
reality of you
why then in
dreams do you 
disappear when in
fact it was 
in one where 
I found you 
perhaps it’s because 
dreams miss you