In the kitchen’s gentle hum, we find our dance,
Stirring pots and hearts in a tender trance.
The aroma of spices blends with laughter’s tune,
Our love simmers softly, like soup in June.

Crimson berries whisper secrets sweet and low,
Dripping like affection, steady and slow.
With every bite, a promise made anew,
In this feast of feelings, our bond grew.

Golden crusts hold warmth like a lover’s embrace,
Baking memories into each shared space.
The taste of your smile lingers, rich and deep,
In this banquet of hearts, where passion leaps.

From morning’s brew to the night’s dessert delight,
Our story is written in flavors, pure and bright.
Together we savor each morsel of time,
In the recipe of love, perfectly aligned.