The Angel

The Angel
Was here again...
He pitter-pattered
Across my mind.
He curled up
On my bed,
Again,
Left his
Angel-stickers,
Behind.
They stuck
To my heart
And danced...
A duet so
Kind!
The Angel
Was here again,
There are so
Many signs!
He whispered
Sweet
Mutterings,
Laughter...
As we
Dined.
He tossed his
Curls and
Fluttered
Those eyes...
Again,
He is
So fine.
The Angel
Was here again,
I'm so glad
That he is
Mine!
That little
Tricky-trickster, 
For whom
My heart
Does
Pine!

KMSchlarb
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