Acrostic Poem For Your cooking

You are like some deity of cooking

Offering savors that even a king,

Used to perfection would treasure freely.

Routinely helping me discover new

Colorful yet magic tastes with no clue

Of what comes next, you amaze endlessly.

Offered dainty flavors that are baking

Keenly my admiration, I just melt.

Inside, growing slowly, the heartfelt

Nascence of bliss makes me think that making

Godly Nectar, Olympians copy you.

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