A Motherly Man On 187 Flinders Lane Poem by Lovita Morang

as you just passed by
187 flinders lane
I smell you through
the aroma of truffles

Each ingredients a motherly man
Makes love to
the veiled secrets of human taste
And
each human face
Bloom like vincent van gogh’s pain
through the pain.ted Sunflower
For a moment
pain all frozen
beneath all these pretentious smiles
And
The caring hand with sharpest knife
Cut out
What each human desires
And pure honey bleeds
And honey tongue talks of delighted love
A taste that test
The warring minds
And the you win over
Yes, Simple way
As you pass by 187 flinders lane
And the beautiful mind humm
Some hidden songs you mumble
And the music and food becomes a poetry
and also the stories like a poetry
That has all human stories
of human burning fingers in wildfire
of human discovery in dark
of all that secrets of taste
that
A motherly man carry
And passby 187 flinders lane