Michael Bates

Chilly Chilli

Chilli burns like lovers yearn
A cold, dead, weight in the pit of your stomach.

Chilly chilli causes tears,
Numbing mouths and streaming tears.
Chilli panting in your ears,
Bringing sweat and gasping ‘Oh’s.
Chilly Chilli is on your mind,
Chilly, shudders down your spine
Chilli sweats for your first time.
Chilli love bite makes you mine;

As your mouth and lust burn out
Chilli waits, grows tired of doubt,
Chilly, goes limp in the Frigidaire.
Chilly chilli rots, seed unprepared.






 
 

 

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