Chiu on This

Trauma, Abuse, Recovery, Incest

burrito

Burrito (poem)

Poetry

Snuggled and cozy,
Tightly squeezed all around.
Fresh tortillas from the griddle,
Hidden treasures bedded within.

Endless variations,
Joy dances on the palette.
Peppers blended to taste,
Flavors kick up a sweat.

Wrapped in his arms,
Comfort food on his lips.
Sweet words and savory touch,
Burrito boy serving love.

June 2, 2021 Ally Chiu Tagged burrito, companionship, dating, food, love, poem, Poetry, recovery, romance, trauma Leave a comment
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