Pollo Asado, Mi Amor
My love for Pollo Asada in 50 words ✨
Mi amor,
you crackle in the fire,
skin blistered, red as sin.
Lima drips down your back,
your carne parts so easily.
Cilantro clings like old regret,
humo curls into my lungs.
I kiss you,
taste you,
ruin you—
consume you whole,
let embers glow,
until only huesos lie below.
About the Creator
L.K. Rolan
L.K studied Literature in college. She lives with her handsome, bearded boyfriend Tom and their two cats.
They all enjoy cups of Earl Grey tea together, while working on new stories and planning adventures for the years ahead.
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Very unique.
Really tasty poets,wonderful writing
Okay now I'm hungry, lol. Loved your poem!
Love it!
This is spicy in every sense—sensual, smoky, and sizzling with passion. Love how you made pollo asado feel like a forbidden romance. Absolutely delicious! ✨
Mmm, sounds really tasty... 😘
This is the greatest love poem I have ever read.
lol, now I'm hungry ;)
Love this! it managed to be quite sexy! leaving me unsure what I want more! awesome work!
Nice work.