Separation

Spread my limbs
Across a globe
Dipped in gels
Like laughter swells,

For the dawn
Whose shadows stick
To a country’s search
For misplaced bones

A scorned people see
The sea’s exchange
Of sound degrees
For tides at ease

© Matthew Goff

Evening princess,
Her slow falling tears tell a story of mystery
Known for her beauty and rebel portrait
Picking the stars for earrings
Evening princess,
Unique night jewelry girl
Sincere kissing and toasting love in the moonlight
Vulnerable romantic and ocean necklace

© Matthew Goff

Evening princess,
Her slow falling tears tell a story of mystery
Known for her beauty and rebel portrait
Picking the stars for earrings
Evening princess,
Unique night jewelry girl
Sincere kissing and toasting love in the moonlight
Vulnerable romantic and ocean necklace

© Matthew Goff

Paul sat next to Sara on a school trip. He was slowly falling in love with her like a soft explosion waterfall. There was something about watching her put on makeup, that made him think of a Pre-Raphaelite painting and the Psychedelic Furs. Each eyelash was a future kiss. Her quiet beauty and silent rebellion.

© Matthew Goff

Paul sat next to Sara on a school trip. He was slowly falling in love with her like a soft explosion waterfall. There was something about watching her put on makeup, that made him think of a Pre-Raphaelite painting and the Psychedelic Furs. Each eyelash was a future kiss. Her quiet beauty and silent rebellion.

© Matthew Goff

The fierce winds that split fragile columns blow back cerebral gusts into the architecture of fantasy. The palace of intellect withstands an avalanche with its armies of random faith. They are the soldiers prepared to defend thought. They also serve our temporary foundations. A building is blind with its empty rooms. Such realities cannot construct themselves while emotional tigers tear at the linen curtains of air. This animal needs to become a seamstress. We must learn how to sew our designs carefully and part from the claws of our subject if we are ever to express its grasp on us. Life tends to manage our divine center the way hurricanes play with dust.

© Matthew Goff

Evening princess,
Your feet are covered in sand and wishes
Songs to make the adventure sweet
Evening princess,
Looking at people with flowers in her mouth
Sandcastle symphony of stars

© Matthew Goff