Eating. A spiritual Experience

tulile By tulile, 17th Aug 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/3403f3bt/
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An Original Poem about my Love of Food. This piece is especially written those passionate about their food

For Food Lovers Everywhere.

Eating is a spiritual experience.
Like fuelling a car or riding a bike,
whatever time I decide to begin my day it always gets me started.

Prayer never seems to leave my mind but nothing makes me say hallelujah like taking a bite into that cheese filled macaroni mushroom shrimp thingy like plate of happiness delight my senses can’t shut my mouth like there’s nothing secret about this recipe.

Eating is a spiritual experience.
Like fuelling a car or riding a bike,
whatever time I decide to begin my day it always gets me started.

Prayers never seem to leave my mind but nothing makes me speak in tongues like a fresh baked popped out of the oven Americano garlic spread cheese dipped pizza with a light touch of Heinz ketchup abuse the tip of your tongue rolls back and shrinks into a fetal position shamed by the presence of such delectable beauty.
“HOW COULD I SHARE YOU?”
Like: “Babe I know I bought two. But are you gonna eat that?”
Yes I am your thug and you’re that piece of ass that makes me stop.
And follow. Cash! I will borrow!
Nothing takes away all my sorrows like free food on a broke day because

Eating is a spiritual experience.
Like fuelling a car or riding a bike,
whatever time I decide to begin my day it always gets me started.

Prayers never seem to leave my mind but the day I went to T.G.I.F and they presented me with that piece of steak saying grace was the last thing on my mind. Even to date I can’t recall having conversation at all forgetting it wasn’t the steak that took me out on a date, yet the romance that filled my taste buds assured me that the man who bought me this meal truly is the one for me.
And even though all that spiritual growth had materialized into the physical and gone straight to my ass,
I know each bite I took was highly appreciated by the way he stares at it.

Eating is a spiritual experience.
Like fuelling a car or riding a bike.
It fattened me.
It brought me love.
And whatever time I decide to begin my day it always gets me started. 

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Good Food, Humour, Poetry

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author avatar tulile
Singer, Songwriter, Forex trader and Poet my articles are focused on my life and issues I unfold living on my own in tis world as 24 year old

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