all monsters and adrenaline now
mad rush to inhale speed
lest life not deliver
yet in bygone days
when dames beguiled
soft curls and porcelain skin
or polished ebony
an ancient fire stirred
in embers aflame
men knew chivalry
their gender sure
dames held a different power
liquid eyes and innocent air
where no words were needed
to touch dreams' *******
Inspired by Christopher Victor Russon's nostalgic poem 'Those Talking Pictures'