-by Koa Ironwood-
Oh my dear, your taste is so rich.
Such appetizer … oh your lips.
Yes … your tongue … oh so sweet!
Your brilliant eyes: best garnish.
Awaken the taste, awaken the taste.
Hey, waiter! Bring me my main dish:
Luscious meat roasted by my love's heat:
Cheeks, breasts, arms, legs …
And your liver foie gras can't best.
With honey's smell, oh I beg!
But hey! Please don't forget:
Honey's blood, the best of wine.
Oh your flavors intertwine.
Finally, my dessert has arrived;
Soon, your heart will be mine!
Nibbling, though, I cry:
Taste - Gourmet has no foe.
Yet in the end,
My stomach still growls.