A Glimpse Poem by Brian Arguello

A Glimpse

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Hit by an avalanche of awe
He stands there
Staring at her gold and brown hair
His eyes move
From the female so fair
So fine
With doubt in his mind
He asks, 'What is this? '
Confusion
An illusion
Like once before
When he fell hard for a girl
Hard on the floor
But a closed door opens windows
Perhaps fate brought her glow
To his eyes

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