Two centuries into this recipe
Oh so found; here I am two centuries into this recipe; within ironic caldron
The finest ingredients have been bestowed; in every friend found beyond
Based this broth on the deepest marrow of their love; careful memories thought
When it started to simmer they welcomed me; I was no forget me not
It's warmed by a glow from far away; behold this inferno of passion
I had become a vegetable; my thoughts had caused a bad reaction
Cut them on a souls keyboard; just added them into this life's consomme
Supporting; you are all around; found your limerence is beauty to me
Coming together with a spiritual rice, drop in dumplings of great
This PoetrySoup; you've all just been ladled a bowl; please be nourished; you all changed my fate
Copyright © Anonomus Scorpio | Year Posted 2023
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