Can I Have It Now? Poem by Raimi Babatunde

It is said to be good luck
To see an Angel in the morning
And greater fortune, in the evening
Sometimes we just look too far
When they are just so near

Not all Angels are winged
When you see the one
Who makes your heart palpitate
With a very tingling sensation
That, in that mortal prism
Is an Angel, in human form

So, whose Angel are you?
Next time you get close
Looking at them fourty-five degrees
Just say, nicely,
"I have been looking for your number"
Can I have it now?
Both sexes, try it, it works