My Pepper Heart,
You cut it out,
You ate it up,
And spat it out,
You made a shape,
Out of my passion,
You cut the form,
You start the fashion,
My Pepper Heart,
It has a spice,
An edge of art,
The food of life,
Yet you own,
A love you made,
For you forged,
Beauty that won't fade,
My Pepper heart,
Is in your hands,
It can be eaten,
But you understand,
That my heart,
Though fragile true,
And my art,
Is made for you,
My pepper heart,
You cut it out,
You ate it up,
But I did not shout,
