Golden Restless Age

You smile
Your lips beguile
You look impeccable
Cutting through the room like a knife
Sharpened leather fastened tight
Oh so insatiable
Such a sight
An apparition holding tight
Never to shy from the scene
Splash of sound
Just a bellow bouncing 'round
There is a quiet to your scream
They fall, You rise
It’s here, your time
The golden restless age
And time won’t turn the page
You’re only passing through a form of you
I look in your eyes and ther’s a rage
And time won’t turn the pag
It hits you headlong to go it alone
See the eyes how they shimmer
And how they shine
It’s only personal
I watch you fall, at breakneek speed
Lie in wait
Aching to feel it all
The cause — effect
The line is set