In the shadows where hunger thrives,
Every bite ignites, it's no surprise.
After hours, days of empty skies,
The feast before us, it's our prize.
Oh, the hunger's like a wildfire,
But the feast, it's what we require.
In the dark, we come alive,
With flavors swirling, we vibe.
First taste of delight, it's electric,
Awakening senses, it's so eclectic.
Textures dancing on our tongues,
Each flavor's like a hit, we're not done.
Oh, the hunger's like a wildfire,
But the feast, it's what we require.
In the dark, we come alive,
With flavors swirling, we vibe.
Sharing this banquet, under neon lights,
Laughter and chatter, as we take these bites.
Every dish, every glance,
Brings us closer in this dance.
Oh, the hunger's like a wildfire,
But the feast, it's what we require.
In the dark, we come alive,
With flavors swirling, we vibe.
So let's revel in this feast, let's go,
In the hunger and the pleasure, we glow.
For in this moment, we are free,
With the flavors that set us free.
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Free Verse Chronicles: Soulful Writings.
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