Hayden Winston

Enterrez-moi sous un ciel blue étincelant.

⚜️⚜️⚜️

Bury me, underneath sparkling blue skies.

charm, magnetism, charisma,

magic, witchcraft –

all the same names for

power.

can’t stand still,
like streams, rivers, oceans all across our mother earth,

we’re mostly salt, water, and clichés spilled softly over coffee and a scone.

can’t stand still,

can’t be tied to titles, when you crave the time to roam –

all the galleries in the city, in Cologne, Paris, Rome,

couldn’t feed your appétit pour l’art.

just you and your lover,

alone on the open road,

can’t stand still.

In the woods by the river settle,we can settle down

We can build a home, far away from town

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