Ode to Bacon Wrapped Asparagus

Sizzling and popping form a melody

to the notes of the frothing grease.

Rich smells taunt hungry buds

and salivating tongues.

 

Unfurled heat radiates off of the

flushed embers.

Spring green tips blacken

and crisp from the feral flames.

 

Fingers collect juices

while wrapping the flexible

around sturdy stalks.

Chins welcome dribbles from

salty and bitter tastes,

while fat softens around crisp bites

that are welcomed by growling stomachs and

expressed through smiles renewed.

 

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