Bite Me, She Said. So I Did.

Nature is so deliciously sexy. And she’s fully aware of her succulent ways. But some of us don’t always see her for what she is: a seductress who makes us salivate for her, who entices our tummies to take part in wild rumblings, who caresses our hypothalamus’ buttons until we give her some teeth.

I mean, look at this tomato, my Wicked Luvs. Can you describe this fruit in full blush as anything other than luscious? Don’t you just want to bite into it, close your eyes… and swallow its juicy goodness?
Tomato Bite

Do not blush too fiercely. You are, by no means, the only one to feel this want. You are just responding to the natural call of smooth skin, soft curves, and the ripest of centers. Seriously, look at them tease.
Bowl of Tomatoes

Speaking of tease and of bits of Nature that take pleasure in flaunting themselves in our mouths, have you seen a pepper right after it has been kissed by rain? Well, I have. And believe you me, if I didn’t need its seeds for later, I would’ve just jumped the seducing piece of yum and eaten it in three glorious gulps.
Pepper after Rain

I’ve seen them after the rain, I’ve seen them doing acrobatics in mugs… whispering words that make my heart pump faster… living words that speak of satisfying crunches… telling me, “Bite me.”
Green Peppers in a Mug

Nature doesn’t infuse all her sexiness into tomatoes and peppers only. Oh, no, that would be almost fair. She—the maker and knower of loins—crafts her charms into all things. Have you ever touched your nose to a jar of dry blood orange leaves? Feasted in their colors? Felt the twist of their curls? Provocative.
Blood Orange Leaves

a wee note…
This was my reply to a friend, who said to me, “Whenever you write poetry or prose about flowers and fruits, I start to wonder if you want to marry a tomato.” I know what you are thinking, my Wicked Luvs, Marry a tomato? What a silly thought! I shall have affairs with every fruit I can sink teeth into. 😉