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/
