The Flamingo

TIM: I wonder how long it takes her to get ready during the fourth of July?
ANDREA: fireworks in the sky my philosophy!
BEN: what philosophy? It takes more Andrea
ANDREA: I miss the waves
TIM: I miss you missing the waves
BEN: something solid, and rational
ANDREA: you mean goldfish?
BEN: I mean going to college. Things like that!
ANDREA: so you mean heartbreak, and things like that

© Matthew Goff

Necklace

JULIA: I love the rubies of evening. Don’t you?
TOM: Sometimes. Sometimes the waves crash against you too hard.
JULIA: Relationships of the sea. We’re all sailors!
TOM: Some of us, sad searchers.
JULIA: Do you ever think about heartbreak? A wound?
TOM: I think about romantic movement!
JULIA: Beautiful heartache. Beautiful like the stars at night!
TOM: A concert of tears. Not always sad. But always love.
JULIA: Love. That storm at sea. I wonder.
TOM: Wonder about what?
JULIA: Just I wonder.
TOM: Crashing against rocks. Kisses delicate. Steady compass?
JULIA: Lover bound!
TOM: Navigating together against sand.
JULIA: Foreign winds can shake the boat!
TOM: Steady happiness. Unique only to them.
JULIA: Sounds like that’s how it should be.
TOM: And those rocks.
JULIA: Love at sea.
TOM: Those weary travelers. Some never leaving shore.
JULIA: Some never looking above at night.
TOM: A rainbow tempest!
JULIA: Lover bound!

© Matthew Goff

I saw her conducting sunlight
A sweating orchestra
Temperature theatre
The performance starting to melt
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Towards love my thoughts run high
But with regards to women
in seeking their embraces
through pursuit never I
No, my desires speed through the trees like cats
With one girl in mind
I stalk the idea
with feline and fierce appetite

© Matthew Goff

Evening descends upon them
And romance falls
Amusement park kissing
Adolescent waves crash
Love soaring through young skies
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I, a lover obsessed, tonight again despise
Need I endure a thousand deaths each time?
I know my pain is well deserved and
Like blades tie down an equal right
To balance this heart against this life

*** lights up an empty mind but
Unlike mine enslaves equal time

Naked actress are you from my tribe?
Company of lovers cast aside for
Spilling sensual rhythms in their strides

The ****** heart plays a part divine
Although confusion sleeps in the sublime
****** spent too many different times

Our bodies enslaved under this disguise
Longing for someone else’s touch tonight
Misunderstanding in pursuit of empty skies
Oh *** instead of leaving you behind
Color my thoughts with rainbow light

© Matthew Goff

The altar in my church rests invisibly beside her lips and I begin all my prayers inside her mouth. This is where I worship the divine. And this is where I feel most at home. While kissing, I can feel saliva waves splash our senses. And everything takes on the quality of water.
© Matthew Goff