You are thick in size Curling around my fork String by string. You anchor my stomach & kiss my lips in a slurp. You never have to worry about The intrusion Curving my appetite with your Delicious coil. You curl yourself in front of me And invite me to come back for more. Fork after fork You unravel your flavor & Pack them in my mouth. You're the first thing on my mind And bowl Tasting you before you come to a boil. You're my noodle Perfectly seasoned and anchored To my soul. The broth the last kiss From me to you Until the next bowl
