Melting Cheese - T ABRAHAM
(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)
A pungent and dry rawness,
Musty and mystical dullness,
Awake amidst the weariness,
Charged with light and delight,
Recharged after being drained,
Dry cheese kept over the pan,
Heated without a cooling fan,
Melting each day into drops,
Enriching aroma and flavour,
Into the dry grounds they make,
Sometimes kept inside the bake,
Elements of the flowing lake,
Heating to make up a product,
Driving the ferocious flames,
Not for an unthinkable fame,
The melting stops the game,
When there is none to be seen,
Shining and flexible cheese,
Melting with abundant peace,
The movements are no of ease,
Heated moments and movements,
When it completely melts out,
But the flames stands stout,
Effects affected the grounds,
And the flavour stands proud,
With an echo sounding aloud.
