Armand Poetry

Welcome to Armand Poetry. The poems (and other words) here are composed for my own thought and amusement. Comment and discussion are welcome. -Amore, Armand-

Monday, May 16, 2005

When the Time Comes

Feel it wrapped around the
Dream you had when you were young
Feel the tar between your fingers
Silent cat has got your tongue

Feel it
Close your eyes and feel it

Hear it shouting in the
Hollow pipe that's echoing
Hear the voice repeat your mantra
No one hears the words you sing

When you stop to see the
Flower trembling in the wind
Don't you turn your head away you'll
Miss the dance beneath the skin

Feel it
Close your eyes and feel it

Leaving town tomorrow
Evening when the sun is low
Don't look back you won't be back now
Can't deny you have to go

Feel it
Close your eyes and feel it
And when the time comes
You'll know

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