Christie Marie - Painting with Words: My Angel

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Thursday, May 1, 2008

My Angel

I met you on the train, the express to Chicago. You looked my way, and I couldn't let my eyes go. You gave up your seat for me as a gentleman would. Kissed my hand when you gave your name, a kiss never felt so good. But as luck would have it the next stop was yours. You turned to say good-bye then... Sign in to see full entry.

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