Restaurant From Heaven
The meal comes out on a large oval plate.
With knife and fork in hand; eagerly I wait.
The succulent aromas drift up through the air to envelop my face.
Hmm ... My nose orgasms to its sweet embrace.
Hmm ... Insatiably I can no longer wait to devour this 'acquiesce' sight laid out with loving care on this terracotta plate.
Hmm ... Oh the taste; I just want so much more of this delicacy paraded through the kitchen door.
Excuse me waiter; I will have what she is having.