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

rachael richmond

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butter-3/