Butterfly in my mouth

I was sleeping peaceful

Dreaming of my baby beautiful

Windows open and wide

I could hear the sea tide

Like from nowhere

To my everywhere

It came and sat on my face

I felt the tickle in amaze

Sleeping with an open mouth

And inside went the big moth

Oh My Lord! I could feel something

But I can’t do my breathing

I searched for the table light

Made sure I don’t make a bite

Somehow I took it out

Doing it without a doubt

And keeping my windows closed

Leaving it outside disposed

Went back to my bed

Peaceful to sleep ahead

Then came the real trouble

Through the air hole, comfortable

Waggling like a dragon

With wings shaped like hexagon

Beauty moved into terror

At 1a.m., like in movie horror

My grandma used to say that

They come as an awaking pat

To make sure we keep our promises

But I never use to take her advises

Tried manyways to catch it

But noway could i match it

Ran behind it allnight

But it never went out of my sight

Alas,  I took the broom

But it never left the room

Exhausted and mad I sat

Irritated and teased by the brat

Finally it was dawn

I was tired and withdrawn

A fly so small

Made me fall

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