By V. Bhuvana Prabha
A dance of flavors, a waltz of senses,
A flaming aroma lowers our defenses.
A warm bite lets the taste ignite,
With a glass of wine, a feast for the night.
A crust of bread, a steaming bowl,
Food fills the body and feeds the soul.
Gathered hands, a table bright,
Breaking bread by candlelight.
An emotion, a shift in mood,
In every bite, a bond of food.
By V. Bhuvana Prabha
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