Of all the pills, candles, aphrodisiacs
That litter store shelves.
Healing crystals, special powders,
Gum, drinks, things found
In gas stations.
None have half the potency as
The one item that is both hard and soft,
Sweet yet salty, cool and warm
And a dazzling display of colors,
Loved by men and women
From all walks, easily enjoyed daily.
Humble taco, there for us
When our own natural feelings and
Functions fail us in our moment of need.
Hard/soft, sweet/salty, cool/warm … you are so right! I’ll never eat a taco again without thinking of this poem. Thank you!!!
Thank you!