The first time we met,
was on the internet.
The second time was on the phone.
I tought you will come and go.
The third time was at my place,
the first time I saw your face.
The fourth time was in the church,
you wear a suit and I a skirt.
The fifth time was not so fun.
I was scared and you were gone.
The last time was very high.
Two loving angels in the sky.
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