Hawks Eye

breathtaking scent comes first
Only to be followed by the bowl that looks dazzling
Swoosh swoosh its hot
The first sip is small, just to start
Fully inside the mouth making its way to the bottom
and comes the next sip, that is full
And so it commences

Then comes the beauty of the day
Dressed in mild coat of oil, and plenty of precisely carved pieces to make it prettier
and ummm this tastes so good, tastes so right
And so it continues!

The next to impress comes with a thick brown coat, and pitch black lava inside
Complemented with the colour of vanilla,
The first sip to get through the coat
And then oozing lava to be mixed with vanilla to give a picteresque shade of brown
and so it continues too

The taste of warm soup for a soothing start,
A plate of anticipated nasi to fulfill all of your nerves that tastes,
And a chocolate lava to finish the meal,
And I hear they are all that's needed to make a prefect combination!
And you simply love it!

Alas, the irony of fate,
I touch them, I see them, I feel them,
But I never get to taste them,
Because um just the spoon you use to get to what you can't otherwise!
but one doesn't love spoons enough to give it the taste of all the elegance it touches, 
and dedicate himself to serve you!