–A Moth Tale
The female moth emerged from her chrysalis and clung to it.
She spread her wings and waited patiently for days.
Each day she became thinner and thinner and her colour faded in the heat. But still she waited.
Then one day her prince arrived and the two clung lovingly together.
This was their Garden of Eden. Their Tryst.
And then after a wonderful day or two, they were gone just leaving an empty shell, her chrysalis, behind.
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