In the kitchen, our love begins to simmer,
With every chop and stir, my heart grows dimmer.
Aromas of affection fill the air,
As we prepare a feast, a love to share.

Your laughter is the spice that seasons life,
Each bite, a moment free from strife.
With every dish, our souls entwine,
In flavors rich, our hearts align.

The table set, candles softly glow,
In this haven, our love does grow.
Through every course, from start to end,
Our bond is one we need not defend.

As dessert arrives, a sweet embrace,
Love and food, a perfect grace.
We’ll feast forever, hand in hand,
In this banquet of love, so grand.