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Food Porn

I am not sure whether I was too hungry or too high, or maybe just tired of my mechanical life; but yesterday nigh I had one of the most tastiest dinners of my life.

“In thy multiple layers of delicious cream, I have swam across the horizon. With every lick of my spoon I have basked in the morning sun on a chilly sunday morning. O perfectly baked shiny potato, O gift from the heavens, with every bite I felt like I was running naked on a windy virgin beach.
O juicy chicken, whilst I am deeply grieved at your death, but I am more convinced that a tasty bird like you was made for bigger things & not for mundane things like life. Moreover, the aftertaste that you left in my mouth has reaffirmed my faith in god and in the goodness of this world.
I know that you’ll leave me tomorrow from the unluckier opening which couldn’t savor your taste.
But I am not complaining, because tonight my heart, body and soul have tasted you.
O Ambrosia, I would’ve wept for our love that was, what it could’ been, but as I look around myself with a double scoop of tuti-futi ice cream; I feel so overwhelmed by the marvels of the creator and his creation.
It was then that I realized that tears won’t do justice to the moment.

 

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