Submissions by goldenmyst
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Goldenmyst, 58 years old, lives in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The poet and author believe, “Love blossoms even within the walls of a madhouse in hearts yearning to be free.”
Coffee Servant
Coffee Servant
An opium rush fills her lungs
Like Bavarian forest air
She grows tall like pine
Whose boughs reach to the sky
Where the king’s love embraces her
When she stoops from her perch
But doubt surges through her heart
So she douses her face in ashes
Wears baggy trousers
And shears her hair to stubble
But to her surprise,
he invites her into his bed chamber
She slips out of her gardening clothes
Into a Biblical revelation
With her tiger lily the beast
That prowls his new Jerusalem ...
An opium rush fills her lungs
Like Bavarian forest air
She grows tall like pine
Whose boughs reach to the sky
Where the king’s love embraces her
When she stoops from her perch
But doubt surges through her heart
So she douses her face in ashes
Wears baggy trousers
And shears her hair to stubble
But to her surprise,
he invites her into his bed chamber
She slips out of her gardening clothes
Into a Biblical revelation
With her tiger lily the beast
That prowls his new Jerusalem ...
#romantic
#coffee
#aging
#sensual
#erotic
376 reads
2 Comments
Bondage Battalion
Bondage Battalion
Viking Goth girl
Frizzy blonde feminine falsetto
Knee-length in black silk
Tattooed thigh-deep
As king’s dragon lady
Wears a gold lightning necklace
To lead a perfumed posse
A calyx phalanx
To beguile the virgins
The enemy emperor prefers
For his troops
Because of their sublimated libido
With ropes to entangle them
In a spidery web
Not a drop of blood split
By the bondage battalion
Viking Goth girl
Frizzy blonde feminine falsetto
Knee-length in black silk
Tattooed thigh-deep
As king’s dragon lady
Wears a gold lightning necklace
To lead a perfumed posse
A calyx phalanx
To beguile the virgins
The enemy emperor prefers
For his troops
Because of their sublimated libido
With ropes to entangle them
In a spidery web
Not a drop of blood split
By the bondage battalion
#erotic
#war
#BDSM
#peace
#sensual
318 reads
9 Comments
Two Daughters Vie for Prince
Two Daughters Vie for Prince
One daughter dresses in gaudy jewelry
With lots of sugar in her inflection
The other daughter wears her modesty
Like a proud blue Jeanne
With a soft smile and even softer words
That sprinkle sugar lightly
The two girls make ready for the prince to visit
Jeanne says, “I can be sexy.
Let’s have a contest, dear sister.
You flaunt your derrière
for maximum lurid effect.
I will give the prince
a subtle hint of my sensuality.”
Jeanne’s sister bends down
as if to pick up a...
One daughter dresses in gaudy jewelry
With lots of sugar in her inflection
The other daughter wears her modesty
Like a proud blue Jeanne
With a soft smile and even softer words
That sprinkle sugar lightly
The two girls make ready for the prince to visit
Jeanne says, “I can be sexy.
Let’s have a contest, dear sister.
You flaunt your derrière
for maximum lurid effect.
I will give the prince
a subtle hint of my sensuality.”
Jeanne’s sister bends down
as if to pick up a...
#sister
#marriage
#romantic
#lover
#sensual
303 reads
3 Comments
Crescents of Her Moons
Crescents of Her Moons
She bears his minty brew
With dignity and charm
Central to her role in life
Is the leotard with the bare midriff
She wears like a belly dancer
But her role is that of
The King’s coffee brewer
She grinds his Ethiopian beans
And steams them for his discerning taste
That if not pleased to perfection
Must be repeated
With her hip swagger
An eye-feast for her lonely King
Who she serves honorably
As she does her gymnast warm-ups
To limber up the mood
Until the...
She bears his minty brew
With dignity and charm
Central to her role in life
Is the leotard with the bare midriff
She wears like a belly dancer
But her role is that of
The King’s coffee brewer
She grinds his Ethiopian beans
And steams them for his discerning taste
That if not pleased to perfection
Must be repeated
With her hip swagger
An eye-feast for her lonely King
Who she serves honorably
As she does her gymnast warm-ups
To limber up the mood
Until the...
#erotic
#coffee
#dance #sensual
#dance #sensual
276 reads
8 Comments
Honor and Duty
Honor and Duty
Her elf face could be Irish
If not for her cappuccino hue
That tells of a palace girl
Who serves the Rajah
As his Rajasthani servant
She wears clingy-brown-cotton pants
With a matching madras shirt on top
To be the Hindu embodiment of love
Maidservant become princess
Of the Milky Way
She bears a golden platter
Of her master’s favorite cuisine
When she leans down
She invites his sense of touch
To grab a handful of her derriere
Because her stoic face makes not a flinch
She wins the...
Her elf face could be Irish
If not for her cappuccino hue
That tells of a palace girl
Who serves the Rajah
As his Rajasthani servant
She wears clingy-brown-cotton pants
With a matching madras shirt on top
To be the Hindu embodiment of love
Maidservant become princess
Of the Milky Way
She bears a golden platter
Of her master’s favorite cuisine
When she leans down
She invites his sense of touch
To grab a handful of her derriere
Because her stoic face makes not a flinch
She wins the...
#women
#sensual
#erotic #temptation
#erotic #temptation
370 reads
8 Comments
Persistence of Memory
Persistence of Memory
A college girl talks candidly to her girlfriend on her cell phone.
“You know Sarah is so weird. She goes around showing off her thighs in the middle of winter. What gives with her?”
“Yeah, but why does she have to flaunt herself? I mean I look good in hot pants and like to let the world see it. But really she could catch a cold. She is so desperate to hook a man.”
“Girl, I told Dan that if he wants sex, he’ll have to pay for it and I am not for sale. Besides I am looking for an older man. Young guys in those bootcut jeans...
A college girl talks candidly to her girlfriend on her cell phone.
“You know Sarah is so weird. She goes around showing off her thighs in the middle of winter. What gives with her?”
“Yeah, but why does she have to flaunt herself? I mean I look good in hot pants and like to let the world see it. But really she could catch a cold. She is so desperate to hook a man.”
“Girl, I told Dan that if he wants sex, he’ll have to pay for it and I am not for sale. Besides I am looking for an older man. Young guys in those bootcut jeans...
#romantic
#erotic
#rebirth
#sensual
#college
577 reads
2 Comments
Sultan's Coffee Girl
Sultan’s Coffee Girl
Boho wide leg harem trousers
Drape feminine finery
With stars afloat in a purple sky
Pants fit for a Sultan’s daughter
Who keeps her demeanor reserved
As a woman of the court must
Lest her master get jealous
And dress her in pauper’s rags
She pours her soul into cups
Of demitasse mien
Boho wide leg harem trousers
Drape feminine finery
With stars afloat in a purple sky
Pants fit for a Sultan’s daughter
Who keeps her demeanor reserved
As a woman of the court must
Lest her master get jealous
And dress her in pauper’s rags
She pours her soul into cups
Of demitasse mien
#women
#coffee
#sensual
454 reads
10 Comments
Lash-Hooded Coffee Angel
Lash-Hooded Coffee Angel
The Eucharistic bread of her back
Melts on the tongue of my gaze
On the miracle of her parted blouse
An apparition worthy of Fatima
Freed to bless pilgrim grails
Stirred by a haunted Cypress dream
A barista on an Arabica high
She peers into my soul
with her lash-hooded eyes
When she blows the steam off my coffee
The Eucharistic bread of her back
Melts on the tongue of my gaze
On the miracle of her parted blouse
An apparition worthy of Fatima
Freed to bless pilgrim grails
Stirred by a haunted Cypress dream
A barista on an Arabica high
She peers into my soul
with her lash-hooded eyes
When she blows the steam off my coffee
#sadness
#women
#gothic
#coffee
#sensual
411 reads
6 Comments
Navel Coffee Angel
Navel Coffee Angel
Girl fall of mad tresses
A scarab shell cascade
Of black sea strand sand
Eyes rising like a blue ocean
Of Florida lap upon my shore
With coffee instead of orange juice
But a navel to rival that orange
Stomach bare as the white sands
Of my beached gaze
Girl fall of mad tresses
A scarab shell cascade
Of black sea strand sand
Eyes rising like a blue ocean
Of Florida lap upon my shore
With coffee instead of orange juice
But a navel to rival that orange
Stomach bare as the white sands
Of my beached gaze
#women
#sea
#beach
#coffee
#sensual
434 reads
5 Comments
Girl Talk
Girl Talk
A college girl talks candidly to her girlfriend on her cell phone.
“You know Sarah is so weird. She goes around showing off her thighs in the middle of winter. What gives with her?”
“Oh, she is just enjoying the privilege of youth.”
“Yeah, but why does she have to flaunt herself? I mean I look good in hot pants and like to let the world see it. But really she could catch a cold. She is so desperate to hook a man.”
“Aren’t we all? But tell me the latest on Dan. Is he still coming onto you like it is nobody’s business?” ...
A college girl talks candidly to her girlfriend on her cell phone.
“You know Sarah is so weird. She goes around showing off her thighs in the middle of winter. What gives with her?”
“Oh, she is just enjoying the privilege of youth.”
“Yeah, but why does she have to flaunt herself? I mean I look good in hot pants and like to let the world see it. But really she could catch a cold. She is so desperate to hook a man.”
“Aren’t we all? But tell me the latest on Dan. Is he still coming onto you like it is nobody’s business?” ...
#women
#erotic
#dialogue
#dirty
#college
394 reads
2 Comments
Blonde Coffee Rose
Blonde Coffee Rose
Snowflake stars afloat
In her pink nail polish
Her hospitality is a blonde rose
That blossoms into petaled inflection
Of silken notes
For peak female effect
Snowflake stars afloat
In her pink nail polish
Her hospitality is a blonde rose
That blossoms into petaled inflection
Of silken notes
For peak female effect
#kindness
#women
#beauty
#coffee
#sensual
320 reads
2 Comments
Mystery Woman
Mystery Woman
Crescent moon lips
Forging a smile
With sleepy blue eyes
On a sultry mission
To bring beauty to the fore
Where red tresses pour
Like chardonnay
On cotton clouds
Where a chorus of angels
Sings spring bursting into flowers
But her the most beautiful blossom
To paint the earth
In a pastel dream
Crescent moon lips
Forging a smile
With sleepy blue eyes
On a sultry mission
To bring beauty to the fore
Where red tresses pour
Like chardonnay
On cotton clouds
Where a chorus of angels
Sings spring bursting into flowers
But her the most beautiful blossom
To paint the earth
In a pastel dream
#women
#beauty
#dreams
#inspirational
#art
411 reads
6 Comments
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