Four meals arrive, each one a delight,
First, sweet ginger tofu, gentle and light,
Tender whispers wrapped in flavors so kind,
Nurturing warmth, a love intertwined.
Next, the fire, bold and ablaze,
A meal full of passion, igniting the days,
Spicy and fierce, it crackles with might,
A reminder of strength, a dance in the night.
Then comes the coconut milk, cool and fresh,
A soothing embrace, like a soft, summer mesh,
Refreshing and light, it flows like a breeze,
A taste of the calm in the warm evening’s ease.
Lastly, sweet bread from family’s hand,
A slice of home where warmth takes its stand,
Golden and soft, like a sweet night’s embrace,
In every bite, love finds its place.
I have no idea but I find today is so cool in odd way. I feel better.... :3
