With a flitting blush, elucidate

Dried lotus seeds.
Like esoteric, simmer until fully soft and powdery;
every breath of his corroborates
to distinctive flavour
of pandan leaves,
stir gently—
sweet potato flour
thickened by whispers,
a strangely delicious taste;
our lips speak
of broken boundaries under the flower moon.

 

 

 

 

(Lotus seed sweet soup ~ Chinese dessert)

Photo credits: “Bacio,” by Giovanni Esposito, Pinterest.

Merril is our hostess today at dVerse and the word is
“Seed.” Come join us! 💝

Posted for Quadrille #127: Planting Seeds @ dVerse Poets Pub