Butter Poem by rachael richmond
Butter
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
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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1/20/2025 12:44:46 AM # 1.0.0
great writing...... its not the power, its the rest of the world being inconvient.everyone loves being melted.