rachael richmond


Butter - Poem by rachael richmond

i am butter in your hands

you only have to touch me
and i melt

your hands glide, slide
but inside i don't want this
i am swimming against the tide

i need cool
not you
such a fool am i

i hate being butter in your hands
i hate you
for the power you have over me

i hate you
i love you
i need you
but i don't want you


Comments about Butter by rachael richmond

  • Stephen Magill (5/23/2009 1:18:00 PM)


    great writing...... its not the power, its the rest of the world being inconvient.everyone loves being melted. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/22/2007 8:38:00 AM)


    A very genuine, heartfelt write. You are not afraid to give yourself away in words.
    Fine work, rachael.

    Warm regards,

    Sandra
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011


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