About the hot peppers I grow in my garden.
Oh you spicy pepper
you burn me to the bone
the heat from just one bite
makes my taste buds moan
My tongue fills with pleasure
the excitment in my throat
It takes my breath away
I sometimes even choke
The beauty in your colors
from light, to dark, then red
get me so excited
with visions in my head
the cracks in your texture
are calling out my name
and oh your hot hot flesh
It’s driving me insane
yes its the heat of the pepper
that make it all seem right
I think I’ll have some peppers
on my plate tonight.
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