Nightmare

[the man with the spoon]

one of my first poems, not to sure how good it actually is, but im looking forward to any critique.

Nightmare
Tonight i'll lie awake in bed,
a pillow underneath my head. 
Your body underneath my arm, 
to keep you safe from all harm. 
Your feet are cold, your eyes are closed,
as you sleep you still look posed.
Through cotton candy clouds you fly,
in dreams you have, while i just lie,
beside you in my double bed. 
I ponder if i'm in your head.
you drift away, i think of you,
under sheets the colour blue.
I finally decide to rest,
but dreams i've never had the best.
I awaken, you're not there,
for every dream there's a nightmare.