Coffee the French way, Mon Amour.

Coffee the French way, Mon Amour.

A Poem by Randall




You brought me a cup of coffee this morning.
 I looked at it, it had a foamy look to it, though just on the top.
 I looked at you, 
You smiled and said it's the French way without the tongue. 
I drank it all, running my tongue around the rim to get the last drop of you.
Bless the French.

© 2025 Randall


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You had me smiling at the “French way without the tongue,” but that last line? That was the real splash. Nicely played.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Randall

2 Weeks Ago

I had a girlfriend in high school and through the Marines. She was very English but spoke French. I .. read more
Bringing back many happy memories of Coffees in Paris France back in the day. Really Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Randall

3 Weeks Ago

I truly feel that there is something in us that triggers memories, not just the brain. I know I feel.. read more
Ah the French....they sure know a trick or two about sensual experiences ...

A nice little write here.....

I liked this line:

I drank it all, running my tongue around the rim to get the last drop of you.

BB73

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Randall

1 Month Ago

Thank you.

I believe all cultures offer up their best ideas of romance. However, the .. read more

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Added on December 3, 2025
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Randall
Randall

Chicago, IL