you are beautiful when you eat. i love the way you give in to the sensuousness, like a cat imbibing sunlight, without restraint, in his moment. a flavor awakens your smile by impulse. perhaps it took you back to the time you fell asleep in the piazza, clementine still lit on your lips, as the bicycles ticked by. without even knowing, your expression becomes the point of the meal.
when you eat you add to the steadily rising rates of belonging. sharing food is part of our code. the gift unfolds like a peach that transforms with each bite. first there is the taste, then there is the togetherness. i like my water better when you accidentally drink from my cup.
every meal confirms a celebration--there is enough. there is enough. when you eat, you experience a joy intensified only by knowing your greatest desire is to perpetuate that feeling wherever you go. and that makes you beautiful.
(all images from life magazine)