Swamp of love, sea of health.
My bowl of refrigerator overflow,
You are the Phoenix from my ashes.
From a witch’s Cauldron to a grandmother’s kitchen,
We put our faith in the pot, and our souls in the mix.
You are made with love,
Experimentation, and giddy excitement.
You are my magic spell.
Warm me up, inside and out.
Lift me up, outside and around.
You receive me, and I am open.
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