Food is a Feeling

Food, how it finds its way into my mouth.

People eat because they are hungry,

Or emotional,

Or bored.

But, I, for one, do not eat for survival.

I eat to eat.

I spend my lunch socializing and neglecting food,

So I can give it my undivided attention.

As I open my lunchbag, I inhale the smell of the Indian spices,

and the sweet scent of the strawberries.

I scrape the remains of my food, so

I can savour all the flavor.

My eyes,

Nose,

And mouth,  

All foes work together to embrace food.

As I swallow every time, my soul and my body become one.

Food, how it finds its way to my mouth.

Goosebumps have an effect on my body.

I see,

 Feel,

 And embrace this feeling.

This beautiful aching of hunger is something I love to endure.

When I’m finished,

I wait,

For another time when food will find its way into my mouth.