Butterfly Moment

“My dear student, there you are”,

as he walked towards her, “I looked,

you know, everywhere for you.”

“Professor, I was not that far,

sir”, she said very hooked,

“But I had something to do.”

Walking together, he said: “You are by car?”,

he asked her very firm, while he cooked,

by his anger — inside, he felt a lot, too.

“Sir”, she said and opened a bar

of caramel chocolate, and booked

the amazing success and chew.

The professor took a big and long cigar

and they sat, both in the nooked,

in the corner of the classroom, woo.

“I am sorry”, she said, “it’s bizarre

that I was there, I was half-cooked,

and maybe boiled, to name emotions, a few.”

“Tell me, my student, were you the star?”

“No”, said the student. “I’m not family of Rooked.”

Both sighed deeply and they sat in lieu.

They realized they looked each other, not far

in the eyes, strong and the butterflies, looked

not much in the bellies, and they heard the crew?

He — a thirty-year-old man, said: “I am Caspar.”

She — a twenty-nine-years-old — “Fee Fooked.”,

They kissed. Slightly, deeply and this was new.

His hands touched her cheeks, it feels like a jaguar

from Africa, his thumbs moved her tears, rebooked

the success of the conversation, and said: “I had no clue.”

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What was the weirdest dream you had but was not bad at all and you can make a storyline poem out of that dream? Let me know your take!!

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This poem has been published earlier on Medium:

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About the writer

Agnes Laurens is a writer. She writes for the local newspaper. Agnes lives in The Netherlands, with her husband and three daughters. You can find her on Vocal, Medium, Elephant Journal, HubPages, Music List. Writing is — aside from playing the violin — one of her passions since childhood. She is on Twitter and Instagram. You can subscribe to my mailing list, and you can subscribe to my Thoughts. Check out her books. She has an online web store, and she has a merchandise store. If you want to be informed about my online store and my merch, please follow this link.