Butterfly Dream

I was walking around outside when I spotted a large butterfly.  I thought it looked gorgeous and I wanted to hold it.  I approached it thinking that it would fly away from me, but it didn’t.  It just let me pick it up.

I’m holding it on my hand, loving the color of it’s wings and the fact that it allowed me to hold it when I feel it’s legs clamp into my hand as if it was refusing to let me go.  So hard that it pierced through some parts of my skin.

Startled, I tried to shake the butterfly off of my hand, but those insect legs just kept holding on to me.  Then I feel something in my wrist and I look down and I see the butterfly has its proboscis in me and is drinking my blood.

Now I’m absolutely terrified of this beautiful vampire butterfly.  I toss around the idea of just ripping it off of my hand and throwing it down, but I wonder how strong the proboscis really is…if I force the butterfly off of my hand, will a chunk of the proboscis stay wedged under my skin?  Will it cause some sort of infection?

So I just stand there, and watch as time seems to go by agonizingly slow as the butterfly eats its fill of my blood, clasping to my hand as if its life depended on it.  I feel my blood draining and hope that it stops before it gets too much of the blood that I need to stay alive.

Then finally, it finishes and it flies away leaving me with holes in my hand and wrist and vowing never to try to pick up giant butterflies anymore