Always Her Lover

Like a dark-blue angel I walk these streets asleep

Spilling water-thoughts for my sky-blue girlfriend

And with much ease splashing about a serious desire

To express the fluidity in my style of loving her

 

With her pale-white precious face of a place

Upon that space the moon introduced a sister-image

And in winter’s name with delicate snow-like fame

Dressed my lover’s hands in white cotton gloves

Matthew Goff Poetry (1)

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