Green tea, ginsing and honey
If you love me we'll need no money
Cinnamon, rosemary and thyme
We don't have much time

We are ingredients
In a delicious stew
Add a little me
Add a little you

We are the steam
Rising from the ***
Drifting up and up
To the nostrils we waft

Shall we bake awhile
And solidify as one
And we could enter in style
When the meal is done

For we are the sweet
After the first consumed
And our love lives brief
Then is doomed