The unexpected tingle upon your lips Taken aback by the fiery flames Of passion and heat upon you
Drown in a torrid affair Melting like lava And relinquish control of your body to hells fiery, fiery depths.
Dance the tango of feverish despair As you reach for a cool refuge And sigh as relief floods down your body
And please, please
Remember to wash your hands after cooking with chilli
Or risk an encore of its fury.
Just finished making fajitas, and then not five minutes later, went to bite my nail and ooof. Was not good at all. Might not use bird eye chilli from now on.