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She sees him standing on the train, 
On his face, a thoughtful look
He stands out in his fancy suit
Like an interesting cover of a closed book

He sees her sitting on the train, 
Her bright red sweater catches his eye
Her face is buried in a book
She looks up and starts to smile

He smiles back, they start to talk.
He speaks about his love for trains 
She talks about her favourite movie
Slowly, he tells her that he paints

She talks about her English class
And how bright her students are
He talks about his latest paintings 
And the gallery that made an offer

They chat for what seems like hours
He's never  talked so much 
Finally, her stop arrives, shes tell him 
"Let's keep in touch"

He sits at night, stares at his easel
To call her now, is it too late?
His father calls, "How was the meeting?" 
He tells him that it was just great

She sits at home preparing 
For tomorrow morning's class
Her phone rings and she grins
The Painter called, at last!

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 27, 2017 ⏰

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