Capturing A Heart through Their Stomach
Plating the pasta Torrie watched, giggling to herself,
Anticipation was filling my head, but the joy of it all was in the heart,
My hands began to tremble as I sprinkled cheese over everything
Peace came through the aroma filling the house
Love is in the taste-buds of the rents.
Another Tanka Poem from Creative Writing
Powdery snow freezing their faces,
A couple comes sliding down the hill,
His arms around her
trying to keep her warm,
Both laughing, fully in love.
Anticipation was filling my head, but the joy of it all was in the heart,
My hands began to tremble as I sprinkled cheese over everything
Peace came through the aroma filling the house
Love is in the taste-buds of the rents.
Another Tanka Poem from Creative Writing
Powdery snow freezing their faces,
A couple comes sliding down the hill,
His arms around her
trying to keep her warm,
Both laughing, fully in love.