Poem: Only A Glance.
Only A Glance.
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It was only a glance
From a boy at a bus stop
When I was barely sixteen.
He was actually with some girl
When he turned to look at me,
And I was caught and netted
By a pair of ice blue eyes
Pinpointed by tiny black irises,
As, for that long moment, time stopped.
Suddenly the overdue bus arrived
And everyone boarded.
It has been a lifetime now
But I still remember that piercing glance.
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