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A Dance Of Flavours

Jan 13, 2025
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Updated: Jul 18, 2025

By V. Bhuvana Prabha


A dance of flavors, a waltz of senses,

A flaming aroma lowers our defenses.

A warm bite lets the taste ignite,

With a glass of wine, a feast for the night.


A crust of bread, a steaming bowl,

Food fills the body and feeds the soul.

Gathered hands, a table bright,

Breaking bread by candlelight.


An emotion, a shift in mood,

In every bite, a bond of food.


By V. Bhuvana Prabha



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