writer | écrivain | ékwiven
Feet on the ground now so I don’t miss a step (except for when I’m falling all over my lover).
Practicing patience, keeping the inner-self still.
Present passing by, future slowly more clear. A rush and a push, we’ve come all the way here.
Take a second, take a minute, enjoy and u n w i n d.
i
just want a little respect, a bit more consideration,
body – all pain and determination
ii
writhing in the sunlight, kissing the sky,
watching the tides rise and die
Cool clean air and remnants of the past line the avenues.
Cafés on every other corner, magic spent with a love that’s true.
Loves, lives long lost – extinct.
Enveloped in the winding hills,
Entranced by hazy blue skies,
Could use another week (a month, a year) away,
Lost in the city by the bay.
Green, endless green,
Sunlight dripping in through canopies of redwoods –
Birds, wasps, and bees buzzing about,
leaves at peace in the breeze.
green, endless green,
soul at ease.
Pay my taxes,
punch the clock,
Raise my own hell,
don’t do you no harm.
Get off my back man,
take a minute,
hurry up!
Last cigarette,
I promise.
Running around,
pure electricity,
Keys in the front door,
sweet relief.
A day in the wilderness,
calm release.
Otherwise, its the bourgeois maze.
Gotta form a plan,
get out.
Eternal freedom,
no doubts.
For you,
I’d learn to write love songs in Spanish,
Sonnets in Italian,
Haikus in Portugese.
The kindest disposition,
Warm hands, tender lips.
For you,
I write love notes in the morning,
Dance all evening,
And sing until my voice has gone.
The night is young, this moment’s fleeting,
We roam the city while its sleeping.
For you,
I’ll brave the cold, the rain,
Climb cliffs to sit hand in hand,
Hearts open, love flowing.
Hayden Winston 
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