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