the polski ice-maiden that i see every day.thawing maybe.

i see her almost every morning.
she walks past my stop,
so tall,upright,slim,nicely tanned face,pony-tail pulled tightly back,
perfect hair,
perfect clothes,
everythibg about her,
just so.
and a stride that was more of a glide.
head high,
looking straight ahead,
towering over everybody,
impressive.

and now,suddenly,
long black hair hanging loose,
that meaningful,on a mission stride,
is now a leisurely stroll.
on the pull maybe?
good luck to her.

personally,
i prefered the sharp,no-nonsense,aura,
but there you go.

is gonna take a supremely confident person to give her a shot.

like i said,
good to her.