Tribe

Those who preside in heaven

Must have sculpted my heart in supreme elegance

So I could speak for the erotic tribes

 

Those who follow the wet visions

Follow my vision for us all

 

A dream of loving clothed in wet garments

 

The Scorpio seal will soften

The conscience of Virgo victorious

 

Consensual hearts of Eros!

Lift the gentle sex out of the dark

While into the night, erotic light

Still dripping leaves angelic marks

 

© Matthew Goff

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Above all…

Above all let’s escort desire into loving waters

Our prayers will suffice among the waves

Celebrating in kisses our gentle revolt

Putting faith in the tides and our wet embrace

 

Liquid churches you might say

float along the ocean

We who throw parties in the sea-spray

are known for our fluid devotion

 

© Matthew Goff