I travel on
a taste.
I explore my world this way.
A mystical journey through chocolate corridors into lushness of coconut palms and spice gardens;
a barge crossing
through the backwaters of God’s own country.
A quavering high pitched singing
undulating on the breeze
to beating drums,
carving the air, fragrant with jasmine blossoms and acrid smoke,
to the silky shape of
erotic devotion.
There was a golden light-filled room
that I entered
in a dream
before I arrived.
Sacred, mysterious.
I was filled with wonder then,
and burgeoning hopes like tender lotus flower shoots
nourished by a tropical monsoon
of sights and sensations.
This gem
on my tongue,
cacao, curry powder, coconut,
rich and transporting,
takes me back
to the other side of the earth.
Great food and sex equal bliss
The prose evokes a myriad memories on many layers of a multi faceted life.
Thank you charismatic minx and sprite
Namaste
When I saw the title I thought this may be related to Kerala… Lovely.