Kissed by a mosquito.....

In my dreams,I saw another dream
I saw a mosquito,talking,singing and dancing
whirling,swirling and flirting
These are the dreams,a boy rarely wants to dream.
She was innocently seductive,
dark,mysterious and unattractive
I was tossing and turning,oblivious to her caress,
she was dawdling,loitering,flaunting her cute proboscis.
She said, "Do you know the frog's fairy tale?"
I said,"I don't but i know life is an idiot's tale"
She said," Let me kiss you and I will be the princess"
I said,"yes",because its difficult to resist such a seductress.
She was blushing and smiling flying her dark posterior
and my adrenaline was rushing disturbing my interior
She kissed,sucking a drop of blood,wanting for more kisses.
It was a dream and I waited for my princess.
She said,"I will come tomorrow and be your princess"
It seemed to last forever,and i let her stimulate her libido,
until the day i fell in love with the mosquito
corrupting my intellect and feeling like a confused mulatto.
She said,"lets sing a duet",
I couldn't say no .
Because i was too intimidated by her dark,fat and ugly silhouette.
I got addicted to the mosquito,wearing a stilleto
wondering why she made music akin to a staccato and not a legato.
The mosquito twitched and kissed
I didn't realize when came the metamorphosis, to a masochist
I have woken up but I am dreaming
Life is a dream and I am a dream.
Oh boy,I cannot forget the mosquito and her kissing!