Chili peppers:
Hot red flesh that burns,
taste that leaves lips on fire.
The devil's red fruit.
Sunflowers:
Absorbs the suns rays.
Creature without a body;
looks for the days best.
Wombs:
Warm, dark, sheltering.
Harbors life like a blanket,
small space for new life.
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PoetrySueño con un paraíso colorido, que el himno nacional sea un latido. The flag will not know bloodshed. Bad people will see what's truly up ahead. Yo quiero que el humano sea humano y que sus acciones no sean en vano. I want people to be treated e...
