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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