Gumbo

All I need is a bowl of gumbo
With someone across the table
To share in the experience
 Not looking for a miracle
Gumbo is magic enough
A bowl of goodness
A glass of wine or two
 A meal shared with a sympathetic soul
 A bowl that satisfies
But, to be true to self,
It must do much, much more....
Gumbo must propel, nay,
Compel to sin
Spice cannot be denied
Lest the universe crumble to cinders

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