Naaman showed Shoshana
the butterfly he mentioned
in the butterfly and moths book
he brought to school
at lunch recess
sitting on the sport field
both sitting next to each other
he opened the book
at the right page
she looked at the butterfly
its colour
the patterns
the brief words about it
and as she read
she sensed him near her
his words talking
she wanted to turn
and kiss him
but there were too many
other kids around watching
and she was too shy
to do so
but it was there
in her mind
and her hand touched his
as he turned the page
and he looked at her
and said
it's probably the most beautiful
of butterflies
and held her hand
briefly in his
and that sent vibrations
through her
and she wondered if
any were watching
and in a sense
she couldn't care less
just to feel him touch
then he released her hand
and turned the page again
and pointed to another butterfly
and said the name
but her senses were on fire
and she could hardly
focus on his words
her breathing was tight
and her eyes scanned
his finger moving
and wished it would
touch her and finger feel
but it didn't
he placed his hand
on his knee
having the book
spread out
she looked at him
but he was focusing
on the page
and the script
and she wondered if
he'd still read
the page
if she stripped.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem