She dances
She has a sating gypsy smile
Smooth explosions at her fingertips

© Matthew Goff

PAUL: crowds walking the street. Parade of rudeness.
ERIC: you’re right. As if manners had thorns.
PAUL: a society unkind.
ERIC: are we gonna swing from clouds?!
PAUL: yes. Over the lakes too!

© Matthew Goff

He walked down the road
Thinking of her
And closed his eyes with sweet song

© Matthew Goff

Sunshine girlfriend
Held her hand through the blonde waves of the afternoon
Daytime explosion
The warmth of her clothing
It’s sensual sunlight

© Matthew Goff

Amusement park love crash
Blowing kisses through roller coaster rides
The wind blows their hair around and satin crushes
Holding hands sparks afternoon warmth
The evening descends and sheds stars around them

© Matthew Goff

BILLY: do you think some people take their medication on the moon?
LISA: I think most people do, not counting zebras
BILLY: I think they’re faking it
LISA: they have no reason though, except for seagulls
BILLY: what do you mean?
LISA: you know, seagulls, adventure, rebel kisses
BILLY: oh that
LISA: well at least it’s peppermint flavored
BILLY: candy ways

© Matthew Goff

Her soft neck philosophy
Teaching a class of wonders
Raise your hand in the moonlight
Throwing intelligence around the room
Catching kisses in the water
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