In the kitchen’s heart, the spices play,
A dance of flavors in grand array.
Tomatoes blush in the summer sun,
While garlic whispers, “The feast’s begun.”

Beneath the knife, the onions weep,
Their tears a promise, secrets they keep.
Basil and thyme, a fragrant song,
In harmony where they belong.

The oven hums a gentle tune,
As bread dough rises, soft as the moon.
Chocolate flows like a river divine,
A cascade of sweetness in every line.

On the table, the colors unite,
A masterpiece of taste and sight.
With every bite, a story unfolds,
In the symphony of flavor so bold.