Long Poems About Coffee
#coffee
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Aug 2021 1:24am
17th Aug 2021 1:24am
Eva's Finishing School For Her Man
Eva’s Finishing School For Her Man
“Hi, I’d like a cup of decaf with a lot of almond milk.”
“Do you want it hot or cold?”
“Well hot of course.”
She starts to heat the milk. “Hey, I meant the coffee hot not the milk. I want the milk cold.”
She says, “Sorry, I lost my mind for a second.”
“I lost mine on a wide-angle curve on a highway somewhere in New Mexico.”
She replies, “Wish I’d been a passenger in your car. I am not much on driving but love to travel.” She concocts my desired combination of milk and coffee and rings me up on the...
“Hi, I’d like a cup of decaf with a lot of almond milk.”
“Do you want it hot or cold?”
“Well hot of course.”
She starts to heat the milk. “Hey, I meant the coffee hot not the milk. I want the milk cold.”
She says, “Sorry, I lost my mind for a second.”
“I lost mine on a wide-angle curve on a highway somewhere in New Mexico.”
She replies, “Wish I’d been a passenger in your car. I am not much on driving but love to travel.” She concocts my desired combination of milk and coffee and rings me up on the...
#women
#romantic
#dreams
#coffee
#crush
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2021 10:45pm
11th Aug 2021 10:45pm
Puff the Magic Barista
Puff the Magic Barista
She is coffee shop art whose corona of golden curls glows in a haloed luster with her belly button on display like a magic mushroom afloat in a field of ivory.
She turns and dips like a Goddess who stoops to conquer. I gaze upon her like an art patron in a Louvre of the mind.
But for two days straight her job duties are exclusively to answer questions for her boss man. He leads her around the shop with conversation the backdrop for her alluring attire.
I eavesdrop while standing in line for coffee. The owner begins his...
She is coffee shop art whose corona of golden curls glows in a haloed luster with her belly button on display like a magic mushroom afloat in a field of ivory.
She turns and dips like a Goddess who stoops to conquer. I gaze upon her like an art patron in a Louvre of the mind.
But for two days straight her job duties are exclusively to answer questions for her boss man. He leads her around the shop with conversation the backdrop for her alluring attire.
I eavesdrop while standing in line for coffee. The owner begins his...
#women
#romantic
#dreams
#coffee
#crush
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Jul 2021 8:09am
31st Jul 2021 8:09am
Coffee Heaven
Coffee Heaven
My friendly Barista Girl delivers my coffee and bagel on winged feet with a Kirlian aura effect that makes me tingle like a mystic on fire with waves of her hospitality. Then the magic begins. She offers in earnest to get me a plate as though the paper bag isn’t enough for my bagel dining. When I assure her of the utility of my bag she looks distraught and says, “Please, let me get you a plate for your dining. You need it and I am more than willing to fulfill your needs.”
“You are most gracious. If it isn’t an inconvenience I would be most grateful for...
My friendly Barista Girl delivers my coffee and bagel on winged feet with a Kirlian aura effect that makes me tingle like a mystic on fire with waves of her hospitality. Then the magic begins. She offers in earnest to get me a plate as though the paper bag isn’t enough for my bagel dining. When I assure her of the utility of my bag she looks distraught and says, “Please, let me get you a plate for your dining. You need it and I am more than willing to fulfill your needs.”
“You are most gracious. If it isn’t an inconvenience I would be most grateful for...
#love
#women
#rebirth
#coffee
#heaven
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 3:56am
30th Jul 2021 3:56am
Barista Girl Tease
Barista Girl Tease
I ask her, “Why do you look so serious? But your eyes burn like those of jade.”
“On spring break in the Yucatan, I saw so many of those embedded in the faces of jaguars sculpted by Mayans.”
“If it weren’t for your bare midriff and daring cleavage I’d take you for a Russian maiden instead of the tropic orchid you clearly are.”
“My mother is from Murmansk where it is very cold. But my father is from the isle of Rhodes whose name refers to a sunny Mediterranean beauty spot instead of the scholar.”
“I bet the...
I ask her, “Why do you look so serious? But your eyes burn like those of jade.”
“On spring break in the Yucatan, I saw so many of those embedded in the faces of jaguars sculpted by Mayans.”
“If it weren’t for your bare midriff and daring cleavage I’d take you for a Russian maiden instead of the tropic orchid you clearly are.”
“My mother is from Murmansk where it is very cold. But my father is from the isle of Rhodes whose name refers to a sunny Mediterranean beauty spot instead of the scholar.”
“I bet the...
#lust
#women
#men
#dreams
#coffee
327 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 2:13am
29th Jul 2021 2:13am
Coffee Shop Francophile
Coffee Shop Francophile
She is crouched like a tigress with her derrière in full moon but for her jean shorts. Her face is in the condiment cooler until she looks back with a eureka smile and gives me a triumphant thumbs-up proclaiming she found the coffee shop caviar better known as hummus for my bagel.
She says, “You watched me the whole time. The look on your face is one of a man who got caught with his eyes on the cookie prize. But I know you were excited by the condom I mean condiment. Pardon my Freudian slip. Please take a seat and it will be my pleasure to...
She is crouched like a tigress with her derrière in full moon but for her jean shorts. Her face is in the condiment cooler until she looks back with a eureka smile and gives me a triumphant thumbs-up proclaiming she found the coffee shop caviar better known as hummus for my bagel.
She says, “You watched me the whole time. The look on your face is one of a man who got caught with his eyes on the cookie prize. But I know you were excited by the condom I mean condiment. Pardon my Freudian slip. Please take a seat and it will be my pleasure to...
#women
#romantic
#coffee
#funny
#sensual
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2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 4:57am
28th Jul 2021 4:57am
Lipstick Valentine
Lipstick Valentine
“Madam, would you please put more milk in my coffee?”
“Of course.”
“But if you will, pour some out first. I like my coffee well milked.”
“That is a funny way of putting it. But I don’t mind.”
“Very nice. Are there any perks to the usual Barista girl services here?”
“I can’t imagine what you mean. Actually, I can but prefer not to.”
“Well let me jog your imagination. Would you be so kind as to leave a lipstick print on my cup? I will compensate you with a generous tip.”
“Not sure I feel comfortable...
“Madam, would you please put more milk in my coffee?”
“Of course.”
“But if you will, pour some out first. I like my coffee well milked.”
“That is a funny way of putting it. But I don’t mind.”
“Very nice. Are there any perks to the usual Barista girl services here?”
“I can’t imagine what you mean. Actually, I can but prefer not to.”
“Well let me jog your imagination. Would you be so kind as to leave a lipstick print on my cup? I will compensate you with a generous tip.”
“Not sure I feel comfortable...
#romantic
#ValentinesDay
#coffee #WilliamShakespeare
#coffee #WilliamShakespeare
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Jul 2021 1:05am
16th Jul 2021 1:05am
Charity Work
Charity Work
“So sweet of you to say ‘Enjoy’ and ‘You’re welcome to my ‘Thank you.’”
“Well, what else would I say to your eye contact while receiving your bagel from me? Not every customer stares me straight in my eyes so fixedly.”
“Then you don’t mind my gaze or maybe even like it.”
“You are a voyeur with a good heart. You looked at my eyes instead of my legs which is better than many of the lechers here. When a man beholds me above the waist he wins points in my heart.”
“When you went back through the door I glanced at your legs....
“So sweet of you to say ‘Enjoy’ and ‘You’re welcome to my ‘Thank you.’”
“Well, what else would I say to your eye contact while receiving your bagel from me? Not every customer stares me straight in my eyes so fixedly.”
“Then you don’t mind my gaze or maybe even like it.”
“You are a voyeur with a good heart. You looked at my eyes instead of my legs which is better than many of the lechers here. When a man beholds me above the waist he wins points in my heart.”
“When you went back through the door I glanced at your legs....
#lust
#women
#coffee
#dialogue
#sexy
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4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Jul 2021 6:28am
8th Jul 2021 6:28am
Mardi Gras Girl
Mardi Gras Girl
“Apologies Sir, but this girl is in training. But don’t let her ankle-length dress and cornfield personality fool you she is plenty wild with the right patron.”
The trainee replies, “Sir, don’t listen to her. I am straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. If I were any more naïve I’d be an Amish wife instead of here where my feminine features are accentuated under the spotlight.”
I put a dollar in the tip jar and Iowa girl timbres her thanks deeply.
The cornfield girl brings the bagel and coffee to my table....
“Apologies Sir, but this girl is in training. But don’t let her ankle-length dress and cornfield personality fool you she is plenty wild with the right patron.”
The trainee replies, “Sir, don’t listen to her. I am straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. If I were any more naïve I’d be an Amish wife instead of here where my feminine features are accentuated under the spotlight.”
I put a dollar in the tip jar and Iowa girl timbres her thanks deeply.
The cornfield girl brings the bagel and coffee to my table....
#coffee
#historical
#sexy #tradition
#sexy #tradition
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2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Jun 2021 9:21am
25th Jun 2021 9:21am
Last Tango Before Katrina
Last Tango Before Katrina
The miles showed on his face in burnt etchings of New Orleans sun. He sat at the same table every day, sipping coffee and staring out the window at the Algiers street scene. He seemed to be lost in a universe Kate couldn’t fathom. His world was beyond her reach, cloaked in the darkness of his inward gaze. Something about his remoteness beckoned her. She longed to breach his inner kingdom. But how could she penetrate this elusive creature? He made her think of some mythical beast, like a unicorn, who could never be captured.
Her hope is for...
The miles showed on his face in burnt etchings of New Orleans sun. He sat at the same table every day, sipping coffee and staring out the window at the Algiers street scene. He seemed to be lost in a universe Kate couldn’t fathom. His world was beyond her reach, cloaked in the darkness of his inward gaze. Something about his remoteness beckoned her. She longed to breach his inner kingdom. But how could she penetrate this elusive creature? He made her think of some mythical beast, like a unicorn, who could never be captured.
Her hope is for...
#romantic
#storm
#coffee
#dance
#sensual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2021 00:23am
23rd Jun 2021 00:23am
Barista Wife
Barista Wife
I tell the barista girl, “I am so sad to hear your Boston Terrier is under the weather. I’d be glad to make a donation for her medical bills.”
“Thank you from my heart. Because it means so much to me that my customers care I am giving a personalized thanks in the form of my lipstick print on their cup. But for donations over a hundred dollars, you get a peck on the cheek.”
“I don’t want you to think I digging deeper in my wallet for your kiss. But I am most eager to help in any way I can.”
She puts her fingers on my face and reaches up for...
I tell the barista girl, “I am so sad to hear your Boston Terrier is under the weather. I’d be glad to make a donation for her medical bills.”
“Thank you from my heart. Because it means so much to me that my customers care I am giving a personalized thanks in the form of my lipstick print on their cup. But for donations over a hundred dollars, you get a peck on the cheek.”
“I don’t want you to think I digging deeper in my wallet for your kiss. But I am most eager to help in any way I can.”
She puts her fingers on my face and reaches up for...
#marriage
#animals
#rebirth
#coffee
#heaven
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Jun 2021 6:56am
11th Jun 2021 6:56am
Coffee Shop Geisha
Coffee Shop Geisha
“Thanks for the bagel. Could you please get me an extra slice of butter? I need three butters with my bagel.”
“If you must.” She sashays back to the kitchen with an extra swagger from frustration. Upon return, her voice is piquant from barely hidden excitement. “Can I help you anymore?”
“If it isn’t too much trouble please get me some blackberry jam. My bagel could use some sweetness.”
“Is that all?”
“For now.” She struts like a soldier off to war and retrieves the jam. “Here, you know I wouldn’t have complied with your...
“Thanks for the bagel. Could you please get me an extra slice of butter? I need three butters with my bagel.”
“If you must.” She sashays back to the kitchen with an extra swagger from frustration. Upon return, her voice is piquant from barely hidden excitement. “Can I help you anymore?”
“If it isn’t too much trouble please get me some blackberry jam. My bagel could use some sweetness.”
“Is that all?”
“For now.” She struts like a soldier off to war and retrieves the jam. “Here, you know I wouldn’t have complied with your...
#women
#BDSM
#coffee
#crush
#sexy
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 1:10am
3rd Jun 2021 1:10am
Barista Girl & The Forgotten Coffee
Barista Girl & The Forgotten Coffee
“It slipped my mind.”
The boss says, “She forgot your coffee and was petulant for your refill. Such impolite behavior deserves recompense. Karen, go in the coffee room and drop your pants.”
“Panties too, boss?”
“Yes, you know the drill.”
Her eyes are like a deer caught in headlights. She clears her throat, “Ummah, will do boss.”
The boss says, “Sir, you may use your hand on her fanny.”
Karen replies, “Sir, my karmic debt is strong enough to infect a whole...
“It slipped my mind.”
The boss says, “She forgot your coffee and was petulant for your refill. Such impolite behavior deserves recompense. Karen, go in the coffee room and drop your pants.”
“Panties too, boss?”
“Yes, you know the drill.”
Her eyes are like a deer caught in headlights. She clears her throat, “Ummah, will do boss.”
The boss says, “Sir, you may use your hand on her fanny.”
Karen replies, “Sir, my karmic debt is strong enough to infect a whole...
#confessional
#BDSM
#coffee
#religion
#healing
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Coffee
