Tomatoes

Travelling in Shanghai
Everywhere I went
I was served tomatoes
Edged with sugar
as dessert - perfection

Sitting here in the
scorching sun
I find some more
yearning to recreate
That memory once again

As I bite into the firm flesh
Unbidden, the thought of you
Crosses my mind
Tomato seeds turn into
Worms in my mouth

Another memory ruined.