Del's Poetry

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Saturday, September 23, 2006

The Chilli

It sits in oily jar,
Understated by far.
Red, picante in spice
Looking oh, so very nice.

The moment it touches
Your mouth, it clutches
Delicate bits and burns;
Warms the heart and burns.

Martin Delemare
23rd April 2003
Posted by Martin at 12:03 pm
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