16,000,000 Scoville Units in love

a Scoville unit measures the heat in peppers (16,000,000 being the hottest)

counting the minutes

I find myself
counting the minutes
glancing at the phone
listening
for your ring tone

Anxious in the
expectation,
responding with
intentioned
hesitation

that belies my desire
to press send
the minute I see
your query
do I have time to spare?

(I don't -- but for you
I'll make it there ...)

I think we spend
too much time thinking
where do we fit?
instead of just
going with it.


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how many Scoville units in love?

We are a lovely anomaly -
hormonally speaking
our zing should be
long past expiry --
yet we are still
Scoville unit fiery

believe me baby
when I say
capsaicin's
got nothing
on the heat
I feel for you.

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a moving finish line

the race
up hills
and into
valleys
rough terrain
panting
clawing
softness yielding
crescendo building 
again
from under
struggling to breathe
needing
to get there
a race to the
finish line --
we sprint to a tie
the only winners
are you and I

Author's Note

Reviews

[Neville]

Hey Kat, each of these three writes both on their own, and collectively hit the mark. I don't know how ya do it, but ya keep on doing it dont'cha........N

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks, I try to do it often and well.:)

[LastMonth]

I feel like that kid standing in the crowd, elbowing his friend while whispering profusely loud.
''..HEY.''
''PSST.''
''..Is this about Sex?''

At this point everyone facepalm, and me, blushing and shocked that I'm the only one who took so long to get it, go ahead and dismiss myself while cursing at my late understanding.

So.. Uhn.

My personal awkwardness aside,
This is a great poem. I love it.
I really do. Don't mind my mumbling and fubmling,
At the heart of it I wouldn't spend time reviewing this if I didn't like it.
Sometimes I wish I felt more confident when it came to Poetry so I could give you actual tips, some constructive criticsm, but my strength is the plot and not the execution.

So I'll stick to an honest thumbs up and a geniune thank you for the poem.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks. It's about peppers of course -- don't want to get nabbed by the mature ratings police ...

[m.s.early]

This is absolutely stunning and lovely. I was utterly moved by it. It is beautiful and beautiful also in its expression. Everybody wins with this one. Thank you for sharing :)

[Lyn Anderson]

Glad you enjoyed. Thank you.

[d]

yay! just love that these are saying something really in need of being said! perfectly clear and in 3s. a really great way to present poems.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you. I am a rather straightforward poet and person.

[Einstein Noodle]

there can be no other high than to end in a tie ;) ... the expectation in your poem brings (manly) hot flashes of my teenage years ...such electricity of immediacy ... (overthinking can be such a dull game) .. i love hot stuff!! so thank you for my new learning this morning "Scovilles" ...and if you do actually like them check this place out ...i have skulls hanging all around the house ...
http://www.salsaexpress.com/default.aspx
when one finds the heat ... its a blessed thing says i!
E.

[Lyn Anderson]

I have death sauce in my cupboard. Yes, and luckily, I am way past my teens - so much more fun when the heat lasts.:)

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha ...such a joyful laugh you bring to my face ... what a brimming excitement the death sauce is !!!! hot tamale baby!!! :) yaaaaaaaaaaaaahoooooooooo!

[Pryde Foltz]

When it is right it is right. Lucky girl. Really enjoyed this write, KL:)

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks so much for stopping in.

[redzone]

KL, no lonely poems are allowed, especially not any of yours, even more so when they top the scoville scale and put capsaicin to shame.. or is that "capaiSIN... er.. I mean, oh hell sometimes there is something to that, "don't think, just do" and let your heart and instincts guide you... and when there is no race and no winners, just the mouth watering, tongue burning, sweet entanglement of enjoying each other all night long and day and night and and.. er.. okay breakfast and coffee at some point... ;0)

don't mind me KL I get carried away... going to go grab a beer this poem was very "capsaicin"

redzone

[Lyn Anderson]

Why thanks sir. I appreciate that. I have been feeling a little forlorn and under-read again. I really liked my fairy tale trap -- but apparently me rhyming isn't very appealing.:)

[redzone]

critics do they really ever know what the hell they are reading and saying (or ignoring)... I have a proposal... o your cowboy farm man need not worry, its not that kind of proposal... but it is: you write poetry (free verse/rhyming/whateverform you chose and I will read and comment (warning: I often get them wrong and you will have to bop me once or twice)... so what do you think?? we have aa deal??

[Lyn Anderson]

ok so you have some catching up to do:) tee hee.

[redzone]

you have lots that I haven't seen yet??? bring em on woman!!! er... uhoh, am I getting in over my head KL??!!

[Lyn Anderson]

yup -- the fairy tale trap, the one, and I don't know how many others ... unless you just declined to comment, of course ...

[Matching Socks]

I love this!!!!!
I love the first one especially.
I don't know what the hell "capsaicin" is but it sure sounds hot.
This poems sizzles with love and desire, but in a very romantic and sassy classy kind of way.
Three thumbs up! (my imaginary Fred is with me today...)

[Lyn Anderson]

The hottest thing on the Scoville scale, and thank you for the review. This poem was very lonely. :)