by Matthew Goff
Every night I lay into a pink sleep, which is the secrecy of her arm’s love for me.
There is a solace for me in her eyes… if only I could live in their reflections forever!
A landscape of exploding glass-works, that trickle wet stories down her beloved face.
Into my dreams, they will fire an inscription of dazzling intimacies, in soft-blue storms of light.
I want to run away with her down private roads, that glisten with the unrest of heartbeats.
“The Poetry of Matthew Goff” is the artistic output of a young poet inspired by his own experiences, as well as the work of French Symbolists and Surrealists such as Arthur Rimbaud and Robert Desnos.
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