A Snake and His Dream

In a garden of whispers and moonlight gleam, Slithers a serpent, in search of a dream. Amidst the foliage, under star's soft sheen, Lies a snake, his heart serene.

Butterflies flutter, a delicate dance, Around him, they twirl in a whimsical trance. With wings like petals, they enhance, The dream he craves, by chance.

And so he dreams, a flight so bold, Where scales glisten like molten gold. In slumber's hold, his tale is told, A snake and his dream, forever enfold.