Mouthwatering aromas creep through the house

the faintest of smells at first, barely noticeable

Until they get stronger and bolder, melding together

beckoning for you to come closer

 

Unable to ignore the warring stomach gremlins any longer,

their battle cries deafening to your ears

and their territory yearning for sustenance,

you get up from your work to investigate

In the hope dinner’s about to be served.