When We First Met.
I looked up at him and he turned away,
He said he had to go, but I wanted him to stay.
His skin was a golden brown, his hair was dark as night,
His eyes ocean blue, and then a second later he’d faded from sight.
Was this an Angel I’d just layed my eyes upon?
I kept him in my thought’s since that day he’d gone,
And prayed I’d see him again before too long.