Keeping his mouth’s pain level in mind, he put more hot sauce on the chicken
Its deep red color promising pleasure mixed with the pain
Cramming a huge bite into his mouth, he felt his hair begin to seat
Knowing his stomach would be further wrecked with the moonshine chaser that followed.
Growing rows of amber waved in the hot wind
Reaching for one of the sheathes, she pulled the kernels free
And rubbed them against each other in her hands, freeing the seeds from their husks
It released a wonderful smell of summer turning toward fall
Nodding she walked back to the farmhouse. Tomorrow they would harvest.
Can’t take my eyes off you, you gorgeous thing
Really girlfriend, I want to consume you whole
Until you are all gobbled up. Yummy, yummy, yummy!
So get ready to have my tongue touch every single part of you, you…
Hot hot hot fudge sundae!
Grabbing all the bits and bobs he might need for creation
Everything, of course, except the right batteries
And once it was together, he had no way to test it
Reaching for some wires he hot glued them onto the wrong batteries and voila!
*Do not try this. I am not condoning this. Even though it might work.
Suns spun in their gravitational dance around the galaxy
Planets pulled around and around each of those hot balls of nuclear fire
How amazing it was that the cosmic dance continued since time eternal
Every clear night she looked up at the dancers above
Reveling in the opportunity to study the performance
Embracing the challenge of cyphering out the music
She loved astrophysics
Being on social media can be so draining
Left and right posts about hot takes and hot button issues
Or the unwanted advances of strangers into personal headspaces
Can make you want to flee and hide under an analog rock
Know that there is a button that might help put a stop to that
The fact that she flirted so hard but kept him away was so attractive
And at the same time was so frustrating in so many ways
Rachel just needed to get over herself and give in
That and he needed to get his sister to leave the two of them alone
The bitter taste Rachel had in her mouth made her lips pucker
As he made an ass of himself yet again
Really she knew she couldn’t stand to be around the idiot, but she had to put up with him
The fact that his sister was so hot made it worth putting up with the frustration…
Flames leapt from the cylinder illuminating the darkness
Leaving Charlene blinded as she stood still among the dancing white flakes
All she could think about in that moment was the story of the little match girl
Realizing that she was going to reprise the main lead role unless there was a Christmas miracle
Every year after, Charlene would leave out a hot toddy and peanut butter cookies because… well they were his favorite
All he wanted was to be at the top of the mountain
Being able to show his superiority to those below him
Only those he wanted to bow to him didn’t see him that way
Vowing that he was nothing but a balloon filled with ego and hot air
Even though that hurt him, he laughed. That hot air and ego allowed him to float up high.
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
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