To a large ***, add a cup of tears,
Sprinkle in some dried sorrow,
Add a handful of joy, aged for years,
Then let rest until tomorrow,

Whisk in some passion, only a dollop,
Be careful not to over-beat,
Once dissolved, set on a hob,
Let the mixture simmer on medium heat,

Squeeze in some empathy, to add spice,
Along with a tablespoon of sugar,
The aroma should be pungent and nice,
A broth fit for couples in summer,

A dish as old as man itself, add salt to taste,
This is a dish best served warm, known as a lover’s embrace.