Not a teddy bear or a moonlight serenade.

I give you a stalk of chilli.
It is the lips of a lover frozen in its crescent glory.
It seduces you
Drawing you into the flames of love.

Here it will consume you in its blaze
like a lover.
It will make you tremble
under the sheer intensity of its gaze.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not candied words or chocolates.

I give you a stalk of chilli.
Its acrid kiss will sting your tongue.
Searing and stubborn
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Hold it.
Its bloodied smile promises passionate pain
if you like.
Scorching.
Its rage will burn your heart,
burn your soul.