Songs Chewed Up, Then Sung
When Food Is Musical Notes On My Tongue
Music for the tongue.
Rainbows that tastebuds can see.
Songs chewed up, then sung.
It warms my belly
And sings deep into my soul.
Makes top chefs jelly.
Conversations flow
Past my ears as I bite down
And feel my joy grow.
Juices dribble down,
But not a care in the world
In my own playground.
Problems dropped just now.
My focus lasered to taste
And feelings of "wow."
Entertained and free,
I wrap myself in blankets
Of this ecstasy.
It's worth the car ride.
Washes away the symptoms
Of stress by my side.
The spice is so right.
The flavors are harmonic.
The herbs taste so bright.
Perfectly crispy
On the outside as tender
Inside kisses me.
My friend's fried chicken
Is the best I've ever had
And worth all lickin'.
About the Creator
Manette S
I write because it feels good and I get a lot out of it.
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