The Most Important-Ingredient-Of-All Poem by Mark Heathcote

The Most Important-Ingredient-Of-All

In my kitchen, I cook from memory and love.
Love is the most important-ingredient-of-all
I need not taste my dishes, for I know full well
when I sprinkle the seasoning by intuition
I know just when to stop, like the uninterrupted
pause between two breaths - this is poetry.
And boy, does it taste wholesome and good.

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