A beautiful nightmare

A moment so precious as putting my little empress down for some z's can turn into a moment of fright.  I gently rock my little lady to sleep, I too close my eyes and my thoughts and feelings reunite. With nothing specific on my mind I tend to unwind and fall into what appears to be a tranquil scare. Images dance around in my head until they form what seems to be a beautiful nightmare.

On the outside I lay, cradling my love, holding her close to my bosom. While in my minds eye I'm running and screaming and possibly fleeing from evil. This is a conundrum at it's best as I can't even fall into to a deep enough sleep at night to give a dream a bother. But in the simplicity of putting down my angel for a nap I fall into a trap of horror.