vijay gupta (5-5-1950 / meerut, india)

Thanked to Mr. Mosquito
We were two on one bed.
Adequate space was within us
Because
she was angry.
We both were quiet mum
and the sleep was away from us.
Suddenly a mosquito came there
And he bites on her cheek.
She turned up near to me.
Again Mr. Mosquito bites on her lips.
She again turned up near to me.
Space within us was disappeared.
I did not miss the chance
And put my arms around her waist.
We became one on the bed
And sleep with peace and happiness.
I thanked to my friend Mr. Mosquito for
doing his job perfectly and made us one.