Taste of chili

luring on the edge,

I notice the seeds,

tempting,

I enjoy the vision,

the scent.

its beautiful

form and figure,

colour…

taste…

feverly,

disturbing,

teasing me.

I am drawn

to my chili.

although too hot,

still -

I want it,

decided to have it.

Feels like fire

on my tongue.

Heating me up,

burning,

inside.

Smooth youghurt,

cool me down....

…or more chili,

to adapt,

learning to love

the sweet use of my

chili.

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