Saporous Tantalization

Collected and wound tightly, the sachet
Gets dropped in wicked anticipation.
Roiling, boiling, and captured in a pot,
Time goes slowly, Flavor's Mindful Ballet.


Eyes shut in imagination, a whiff
Of spice makes mouths water, slight overlay To the natural perfume steaming up.


Useful, not something on would catch astray
From a random handy conjuration,
For it is skill and wisdom that is taught
What we take from aquifoliaceae.