goldenmyst
Poem Published
24th Aug 2022 2:13am
24th Aug 2022 2:13am
Old Lovers
Old Lovers
Crickets chirp through the stillness
Quiet humming of tree frogs fills the night air
We lay in the tent like two doves
My face nuzzled against your breasts
We have passed through the years like this
Finding silent moments to ease each other
Your soft touch, the warmth of your body against mine
The impenetrable darkness outside
Waters rushing by in the stream below the cliffs
Wind rushing across the tree tops, deep exhalation of the earth
Your sigh deep in the night
Our closeness a second nature
But...
Crickets chirp through the stillness
Quiet humming of tree frogs fills the night air
We lay in the tent like two doves
My face nuzzled against your breasts
We have passed through the years like this
Finding silent moments to ease each other
Your soft touch, the warmth of your body against mine
The impenetrable darkness outside
Waters rushing by in the stream below the cliffs
Wind rushing across the tree tops, deep exhalation of the earth
Your sigh deep in the night
Our closeness a second nature
But...
#love
#marriage
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Aug 2022 11:51pm
16th Aug 2022 11:51pm
she breathes life into his lazarus heart
she breathes life into his lazarus heart
My hands grip the wheel with religious fervor. The morning miles take my beloved and me deeper into the land of enchantment where mesas rise like tables upon which our feast of beauty is to begin.
Rowena takes her window down and leans her head into the wind making her hair scatter in the breeze. She smiles as we veer off the main stretch onto the back roads. Our junket takes us through ancient Spanish towns. In Mora, a group of men pushes a car across the road and we onlookers gaze in wonder on our...
My hands grip the wheel with religious fervor. The morning miles take my beloved and me deeper into the land of enchantment where mesas rise like tables upon which our feast of beauty is to begin.
Rowena takes her window down and leans her head into the wind making her hair scatter in the breeze. She smiles as we veer off the main stretch onto the back roads. Our junket takes us through ancient Spanish towns. In Mora, a group of men pushes a car across the road and we onlookers gaze in wonder on our...
#love
#marriage
#travel
#risk
#ThrillSeeking
328 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Aug 2022 1:22am
13th Aug 2022 1:22am
delicacy
the delicacy
of her rice paper
his origami
of her rice paper
his origami
#love
#marriage
#romantic #sensual
#romantic #sensual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
12th Aug 2022 4:16am
12th Aug 2022 4:16am
Consummation of a Marriage - Female POV
Consummation of a Marriage
Freshly joined in marital bliss
This room the scene of consummation
As we enter into this blessed union of souls
My raven tresses fall in wavelets
Curls circling smirking face
As with impish delight
I stand the Amazon queen
Muscles rippling across torso
Gazing down at your prostrate male form
Naked and oh so vulnerable
Your body curled in fetal submission
As I pass the crop up soft thighs
Tracing down crease of your derriere
Tapping leather lightly against protruding plum ...
Freshly joined in marital bliss
This room the scene of consummation
As we enter into this blessed union of souls
My raven tresses fall in wavelets
Curls circling smirking face
As with impish delight
I stand the Amazon queen
Muscles rippling across torso
Gazing down at your prostrate male form
Naked and oh so vulnerable
Your body curled in fetal submission
As I pass the crop up soft thighs
Tracing down crease of your derriere
Tapping leather lightly against protruding plum ...
#marriage
#sex
#erotic
#BDSM
#sensual
334 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Aug 2022 3:37am
8th Aug 2022 3:37am
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
My face immersed in your silky tresses
As you lay softly across my supine form
My hands travel relentlessly down your spine
Settling delicately on sacrum
Holding the warm rock like an egg
Your tender heart beats softly against mine
Your pulse fragile but sustaining
My hand on warm rock
I gently rock you
Your flower rolling across my staff
Like waves rocking a boat at sea
I reach to cup on nightstand grasping ice cube
Like a calligrapher dipping brush in ink
I gently dab your cherries with...
My face immersed in your silky tresses
As you lay softly across my supine form
My hands travel relentlessly down your spine
Settling delicately on sacrum
Holding the warm rock like an egg
Your tender heart beats softly against mine
Your pulse fragile but sustaining
My hand on warm rock
I gently rock you
Your flower rolling across my staff
Like waves rocking a boat at sea
I reach to cup on nightstand grasping ice cube
Like a calligrapher dipping brush in ink
I gently dab your cherries with...
#love
#marriage
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
394 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Aug 2022 4:50am
4th Aug 2022 4:50am
An Odyssey
An Odyssey
A fiery necklace of jade stretches down her throat during their goodbye kiss. When he boards the gangplank the beads sink into her navel where they ignite. She says, “If you come back maimed I will take care of you. If what you saw haunts you, I’ll exorcise your demons with my touch. If you return to me as a corpse I will keep fresh roses on your grave. But please give Agamemnon this note I wrote for you that you are married to a woman who will surely perish of heartbreak if you come home in a casket.”
“He would call me a coward.”
“Be my lovely coward. Go...
A fiery necklace of jade stretches down her throat during their goodbye kiss. When he boards the gangplank the beads sink into her navel where they ignite. She says, “If you come back maimed I will take care of you. If what you saw haunts you, I’ll exorcise your demons with my touch. If you return to me as a corpse I will keep fresh roses on your grave. But please give Agamemnon this note I wrote for you that you are married to a woman who will surely perish of heartbreak if you come home in a casket.”
“He would call me a coward.”
“Be my lovely coward. Go...
#love
#marriage
#war
#home
#responsibility
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Brammer
Poem Published
1st Aug 2022 9:02pm
1st Aug 2022 9:02pm
Nearly Arranged Marriage
He’s a wiry young fella, ain’t he,
more of a colt than a stallion, I’d give him a three.
Well come on now, it’s plain to see,
he’s not exactly bourgeoisie.
But maybe he could wed Marie,
she’s pretty enough to a degree.
It’s a win for us all, a guarantee,
just make sure that she won’t flee,
at the sight of poor Louie.
more of a colt than a stallion, I’d give him a three.
Well come on now, it’s plain to see,
he’s not exactly bourgeoisie.
But maybe he could wed Marie,
she’s pretty enough to a degree.
It’s a win for us all, a guarantee,
just make sure that she won’t flee,
at the sight of poor Louie.
#marriage
#rhyming
#funny
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brokenheart201725
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 11:41am
8th Jul 2022 11:41am
What's Next
I toss and turn in my sleep
Dreaming of things I can’t change.
I try to convince myself,
Thing will get better
Is it me,
Or is it you?
Do I try,
Or are we done?
So long we've shared and laugh.
But so much hurt along the way
What makes me stay
I stay because of love,
but will love be enough
Why do we do this,
Arranging so much
This isn't healthy
I love you, I dislike this feeling
That we are on the virge of breaking,
why do you say things you don't even mean
Is...
Dreaming of things I can’t change.
I try to convince myself,
Thing will get better
Is it me,
Or is it you?
Do I try,
Or are we done?
So long we've shared and laugh.
But so much hurt along the way
What makes me stay
I stay because of love,
but will love be enough
Why do we do this,
Arranging so much
This isn't healthy
I love you, I dislike this feeling
That we are on the virge of breaking,
why do you say things you don't even mean
Is...
#sadness
#love
#marriage
#emptiness
#hurt
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 4:56am
21st Jun 2022 4:56am
Busted Flat in Nashville
Busted Flat in Nashville
“Honey, my behind is all in a knot from all this driving. But at least I have this hand-me-down pillow from my Mom to cushion my soft tush. Do you know why I always used gold thread for the patches?”
I reply, “Maybe because it looks shiny like the sunbeams in your eye?”
She says, “My Mama taught me that love made us royal. So she sewed it in gold and when she bequeathed it to me I carried on the tradition. This Natchez Trace sure is purty. But even so, my butt needs a rest stop.”
I say, “The church organ has been silent for a...
“Honey, my behind is all in a knot from all this driving. But at least I have this hand-me-down pillow from my Mom to cushion my soft tush. Do you know why I always used gold thread for the patches?”
I reply, “Maybe because it looks shiny like the sunbeams in your eye?”
She says, “My Mama taught me that love made us royal. So she sewed it in gold and when she bequeathed it to me I carried on the tradition. This Natchez Trace sure is purty. But even so, my butt needs a rest stop.”
I say, “The church organ has been silent for a...
#marriage
#romantic
#city
#countryside
#travel
327 reads
10 Comments
LightningBug
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 3:41am
23rd May 2022 3:41am
An Equation
That began with two
eager souls intense,
no pretense or bull…
now has lost digits.
No longer equal duo
but situationship
gone to the louse heap
where roaches replace
romance with scores,
liken to one love
against parallels
slanted honey drips,
uneven at best.
eager souls intense,
no pretense or bull…
now has lost digits.
No longer equal duo
but situationship
gone to the louse heap
where roaches replace
romance with scores,
liken to one love
against parallels
slanted honey drips,
uneven at best.
#rejection
#relationships
#marriage #LongDistanceRelationship
#marriage #LongDistanceRelationship
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CherryLoveNotes
Poem Published
8th May 2022 1:01am
8th May 2022 1:01am
Trial And Error
Vows are meant to bring closer, “I do.”
Divorce a new beginning, “We’re done.”
Alimony, an alternative certificate with financial closure of, “I once did.”
Divorce a new beginning, “We’re done.”
Alimony, an alternative certificate with financial closure of, “I once did.”
#marriage
#TruthOfLife
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runningturtle87
Poem Published
3rd May 2022 3:02pm
3rd May 2022 3:02pm
The Angle of Incidence
The Angle of Incidence
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
#teens
#marriage
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
343 reads
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