Transends

Gold is your time… In your eyes, it stretches into your past! …so long and deep it reaches. It crests and transcends. To mark the age set in love! While on some bright summer day, anew! I will be remembering you... Memories may fade, but our mark in time; is and ever was golden! Gold is your rhythm set to my rhyme It is lost down deep in our collective history. …they cast all facades away, Golden is your humanity. As time drifts down past… …as gold grows old, cold, nevermore. But, it still shines! Feeling of gold in your ivory tower… Knowing your essence, Touching your power, Gold is your hour!