Sweetest moments of my
childhood summers
is the wondering.
What did he think when
man spread butter on bread
for the first time?
I wonder, licking
warm butter off
my fingers.
Was he delighted in
watching it melt
on the bread
and then in his mouth?
Did he invite his children?
Did he call on to his wife
and said darling, do you want
to taste love?
Here it is.
Did she always
remember his love,
in every slice of bread
she spread butter on
and tasted in her mouth?
Did she wake up every morning
longing for it?
Did she grow fat from it?
Did they make love regardless?

History of Bread , Butter and Love by Thamanna Razak

Picture Credit – macross-82.tumblr.com

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