writer | écrivain | ékwiven
Vanity and insecurity tucked into their proper places,
Sunrise, sunset.
Friends and lovers past, a sea of half-remembered faces,
Sunrise, sunset.
Chances missed and paths leading to the roads less traveled by,
Sunrise, sunset.
Moon towering high ruling over night,
Sunrise, sunset.
Enduring fears dissolving,
Relentlessly evolving,
Without change we are nothing.
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.
No regrets,
although, I have to let you go,
We’ve been together since …16?
hurt,
happy,
wild young thing,
and you holding me,
caressing the night air like silk.
Every time we’re together
I
fall,
choke on nothing,
head light,
s p i n n i n g,
Don’t cry my dear,
this is our sweet end.
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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