Dream ButterfliesDream Butterflies

She fluttered out of the bed She fluttered out of the bed gently not to scare away the gently not to scare away the colourful butterflies of his colourful butterflies of his dreams, scarcely rustling with dreams, scarcely rustling with their wings above his cute face, their wings above his cute face, and perched on the windowsill and perched on the windowsill tossing her rich curly chestnut tossing her rich curly chestnut hair back. In his voluminous shirt hair back. In his voluminous shirt with the sleeves rolled up, she sat with the sleeves rolled up, she sat there for several hours embracing there for several hours embracing her knees and looking out of the her knees and looking out of the window on the sheeting rain.window on the sheeting rain.

The rain painted the city grey The rain painted the city grey hiding the colours of neon lights, hiding the colours of neon lights, juicy red benches in the adjacent juicy red benches in the adjacent park, ginger, emerald, golden park, ginger, emerald, golden tree leaves and the fuchsia tree leaves and the fuchsia umbrella of a lonely night umbrella of a lonely night walker.walker.

But she saw the colours even But she saw the colours even sharper as if she was looking sharper as if she was looking through magic glasses which through magic glasses which dispersed the shadows of the night. dispersed the shadows of the night. Why?Why?

She was happy! Happy like a She was happy! Happy like a child on Christmas Eve, happy child on Christmas Eve, happy

like a puppy in the gentle hands like a puppy in the gentle hands of its host, happy like Winnie the of its host, happy like Winnie the

Pooh in a honey jar! So happy Pooh in a honey jar! So happy that she couldn’t sleep, since that she couldn’t sleep, since

she has already been in a she has already been in a continuous sweet dream.continuous sweet dream.

At times she looked over her At times she looked over her shoulder at him painting shoulder at him painting amazing pictures of their fresh amazing pictures of their fresh coffee-flavoured mornings, coffee-flavoured mornings, intense days and sweet movies-intense days and sweet movies-with-popcorn evenings. So, with-popcorn evenings. So, sweet….sweet….

She couldn’t believe it was She couldn’t believe it was herher wrapped in the blissful blanket wrapped in the blissful blanket made of tenderness, love and made of tenderness, love and joy…. She couldn’t believe joy…. She couldn’t believe hehe was hers and was hers and sheshe was his. It was his. It must have been a mistake of the must have been a mistake of the Man Upstairs…. Or a blessing….Man Upstairs…. Or a blessing….

At 4 a.m. she quietly tiptoed At 4 a.m. she quietly tiptoed back to the bed and cautiously back to the bed and cautiously nestled into his arms easily nestled into his arms easily sinking into a deep sugar dream, sinking into a deep sugar dream, he sharing his colourful he sharing his colourful butterflies with petal-like wings butterflies with petal-like wings with her.with her.

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