Habaneros and Jalapenos – A poem

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Two pizzas arrive piping hot.

He sits down to eat from one.

Several slices in

Pained expression gives way to

Sweat pouring from his brow.

Visions of delicious heat dance in his tear-filled eyes.

Moving his hands in animated silence,

He conveys his enjoyment,

While shunning offers of water, sugar or milk,

To fan the flames of culinary fire.

Coworkers amazed at his resolve.

But all quickly escape

His generous offer to share,

The remaining unopened box of

Piping hot pizza with habaneros and Jalapenos.

Published by Suzette Benjamin

Positive thinker, inspirational, writer, faith

13 thoughts on “Habaneros and Jalapenos – A poem

  1. Suzette, you’ve described me perfectly while eating hot peppers. I’m a lightweight. I’m sweating already just thinking about Habaneros. Jalapenos I can handle. I once made Jambalaya using Scotch Bonnet peppers. Destroyed it. I lived. Thanks for the smile.

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