"Awake from a Strange Dream..."

Nightly I cry,
Waiting for the vivid, yet odd
appearance.
Awakened every hour,
By the sound of my own screams.
Is that red?
No...
I can see the pink in all of you.
Sheets soaked with sweat...
Still wet from a strange dream.
Sick kisses...
I can see the pink in all of me, too.