When love is strawberry red
What an exciting flavor would that be?
Dip it in tantalizing chocolate
The flavor of love, excitingly sweet
Mysteriously sweet and sour and sweet
Does love really have a flavor?
If so guess what would it be?
Would it be the sensual chocolate?
Or the delicate Vanilla
When you mix the ingredients together
It’s like two personalities dancing
It takes time to mix the right ingredients
Sometimes it might not mix well
Or it may not turn out the way you want it to be
But once you got the right chemistry
It will become a delicate delight
While you watch it baking
It’s like a relationship
You let things grow and mature
Developed into something deliciously wonderful
Then as you taste your food
Heart may be pounding, body calm and relax
You close your eyes and taste every flavor
You fall in love, in love with life, food, and your lover.
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 4:51 AM UTC
When love is strawberry red
What an exciting flavor would that be?
Dip it in tantalizing chocolate
The flavor of love, excitingly sweet
Mysteriously sweet and sour and sweet
Does love really have a flavor?
If so guess what would it be?
Would it be the sensual chocolate?
Or the delicate Vanilla
When you mix the ingredients together
It’s like two personalities dancing
It takes time to mix the right ingredients
Sometimes it might not mix well
Or it may not turn out the way you want it to be
But once you got the right chemistry
It will become a delicate delight
While you watch it baking
It’s like a relationship
You let things grow and mature
Developed into something deliciously wonderful
Then as you taste your food
Heart may be pounding, body calm and relax
You close your eyes and taste every flavor
You fall in love, in love with life, food, and your lover.
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