By Yolanda Reischer Bohanec

Succulent pink sweet meringues

made of airy nothings

a bit of egg white

a tad of sugar

begging to be bought

desiring to be devoured

longing to be felt

while they melt

into liquid memories

of pure decadent, sensuous satisfaction


They sit behind a glass the window pane

Of the  Tuchlauben Eis Cream Shop

across from the Vienna Opera House

staring longingly  at the Julius Meinl logo

waving at them from atop the Heinrichshof

yearning to be united

with a short, dark black Espresso

or a milky, frothy Melange

or perhaps a cream laden Einspänner


they cry

„Devour us with coffee and fulfill our dream!“



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