Time's A Fine Gentleman

Entitlement;
You lost it to that blooming garden.
You've sobbed enough salt to create the sea.
Inhibitions
Quivering on the cusp of fleeing,
Set them free to soar into the sun.

There's a music box hidden inside your mouth,
Composing secrets, spilling out.
Flowers sprouting from the seams
Of your baby's breath ideals.
Sweet optimism, cotton dreams,
set free from rhyme and reason.
You're the one with the pretty tongue
Set with diamonds and pearls,
For life is but an overactive imagination
Allowed rampant run across the world.

Fragile exclamations
Sunk in songs and hidden statements
Beating breasts and fluttering lashes as they speak.
Beautiful abominations
Quietly hide in secret places;
Whisper, sing, scream; don't let your knees get weak.

Go on;
Time's a gentleman who waits for no one.
Go on;
Before your nerves unravel, come undone.
Go on;
Time's a gentleman who waits for no one.
Go on;
Before your nerves unravel, come undone.

Starving poet,
Let the led express your sorrows,
Pressed pulp passing fibs off as the gospel truth.
Jealous dreamer,
Coveting glimpses of tomorrow
Wait! Don't you waste that precious youth.

Go on;
Time's a gentleman who waits for no one.
Go on;
Before your nerves unravel, come undone.
Go on;
Time's a gentleman who waits for no one.
Go on;
Before your nerves unravel, come undone.

Set them free to soar into the sun.