Crayola’s yellow box made his eyes go wide.
Realizing all one hundred twenty colors inside were his to work with.
And that thought had him wondering what he should color first.
Yukon forests? Dragons breathing fire on a horde of gold? Something from the Matrix?
Of course, he could let his imagination run wild and do something totally out of the box.
Next moment he was using a heat gun to make a three-dimensional sunset!
Cup of her liquid wakeup was held close to her nose
Olfactory sensors lit up her brain with anticipation
Followed with her stomach preparing for the scalding acidic onslaught
Fluid of the darkest black splashed and sloshed along her tongue
Everything in her mouth screamed as the heat seared her taste buds
Except she considered that her wakeup alarm symphony. The day could now begin.
Pushing her body to breaking never helped anyone
Unless you were talking about her guilt
Now she was here and wondered if this time she had gone too far
It seemed to make sense in the heat of the moment
So now hanging on this rockface fifty feet up and her strength giving out, she wondered
How did eating a single extra Oreo do this to her?
Wanting to feel the heat of her breath
As she whispers in my ear
Raising goosebumps on my arms… You know what?
Maybe I’ll finish this poem later
Crunching on this piece of Nashville hot fried chicken
Relishing in the heat and texture dancing in my mouth
It is a spiritual experience to be sure
So much noise and so much spice
Perhaps I should have gotten that milkshake after all
Yeppers, as my mouth begins to erupt, yes, I should have
Hot air blasted the buildings in its path into kindling
Everything yielded to the unstoppable force
And the boom followed like a youthful puppy
Too bad no one was left alive to witness the event
She turned up the heat in the chili, drop by evil-looking drop of ghost pepper essence
Perspiration beaded along his forehead and dribbled into his eyes at first bite
It gave his body an illusion of cooling, but the heat just kept climbing
Couldn’t believe there was a time before the all-consuming fiery pain
Eventually, his mouth recovered, but he knew round two was coming
There were three sides to this story
Reaching across time and space
I took control of the situation
As I fought various fantastical creatures
Navigating places of extreme cold and heat
Gaining great weapons and armors while cooking yummy food
Leading me to the ultimate battle of good and evil
Eventually, the triforce will be mine!
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Heaving a huge sigh as I sweated through my shirt
Ordinarily, I am as cool as the other side of the pillow
That’s when she turned up the heat by smiling at me
She was so hot just sitting there
Piquant personality bubbling out of her
It made his head sweat just thinking of talking to her
Could he handle the heat?
Yet he knew he couldn’t resist the burn