Saffron Dream Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I dream of golden caramel shells
Wrapped gently glow like butterscotch
As tiny bits of toffee crisp
Top puffs of creamy blanc d’mange.

Rich saffron broths in crocus baths
Tart lemon yellow torte glacees
Surround like honeyed Hollandaise
Meringues of pale persimmon hue.

Blond heaps of creamy creme brulee
Spread silk of juicy apricots
Among rose petal ice cream mounds
In curried halls of Taj Majal.

The storied butter teas of yore
Infused by glowing butter lamps
Recall rich feasts in Tibet’s peaks
bejeweled bowls of ochre treats.

Soon copper colored mangoes fill
My burnished Indonesian wrap,
As tangy guava chutneys spice
My lips now seared by orange wine.

Let me then find forgetfulness
In golden fragrant caramel shells
As little bits of toffee crisp
Top puffs of creamy blanc d’mange.