I roast red peppers
in your absence,
griddle mild goat’s cheese,
drizzle first cold pressing
virgin over roquette;

welcome you with
oily fish, five-a-day
organic vividness,
emblazoned colours
balanced to perfection;

desperate to fall
deep into the indulgence
which comes from pastry
rich in fats, laden with saturates,
dripping with decadence.