Mei Ling.

what in the world does Mei Ling of the noodle

stall

with the yellow clapboards

do to her fine slippery noodles

what enchantment does she whisper

through the wide gap in her front teeth

over that katha of stir fry

what spice dust does she sprinkle

with her back to me

on my toes 

craning my nosy neck

Mei Ling whirling around and presenting me

with a steaming bowl of her Curry Mee

what spells are intertwined in these turmeric flavoured strands

that bewitch me to visit Mei Ling's hut every night....