güneş biber

güneş biber 🇹🇷

by Étoile Noire

Peppers ignite in a crimson cascade,
Blazing like suns in Anatolia’s shade.
Heat on the breeze, fierce in its glow,
Not just a scent—it’s a fire show.

Spice on the air, flame on parade,
Confidence burns where güneş is made.
It doesn’t bow, it lights the way—
This isn’t perfume… it’s power in spray.

Paprika 01/09/26