You could have a big dipper   

Your once favorite sabor by Adrian Ernesto Cepeda



Quiero saborearte como cilantro

I know you love me skinny

always craving my salty

aftertaste, swallowed me

leaving my last Colombiano

leaf dangling sagging softly

below see your ojos, still

hungering for his basil,

licking lips in mood for

his Italiano, craving to

slurp his spaghetti,

splashing olive oil all

over, forgetting about

the way your mouth

danced while devouring

chimichanga, so much

sour cream everywhere,

still feel you yearning for more

than post mates, something

rich with parsley, wanting

to swim in Mediterranean

fishing for sultry salmon,

love to lie on a bed a rice

covered in Chimichurri,

the kind of pesto all over

your lips make you forget

my cilantro kiss, you used

to love to mastícame en sus

dreams and you wake up

and escúpeme, I can feel

your belly desiring another

sabor, I am no longer

the delicious appetite, pushing

me away unsatisfying, I was

once your luscious plate, your

tongue tired of my caliente

flavor, too picante, you

lost the taste for su spicy

marchito flor


Adrian Ernesto Cepeda is the author of Flashes & Verses… Becoming Attractions from Unsolicited Press, Between the Spine from Picture Show Press and La Belle Ajar & We Are the Ones Possessed from CLASH Books.Adrian lives with his wife and their cat Woody Gold in Los Angeles. Twitter: @poetnotrockstar

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