When she laughed, the hissing lights caught her cheek
and stayed in her eyes as she began to speak.
Her very skin seemed to glow by a light of it's own.
So pleasantly bright.
The very hem of her dress swayed with occassional lurches
and her legs re-adjusted like angels on unstable perches
while her shoulder blades responded to each sudden motion.
So pleasantly carved.
She sipped the last bubbles from her local tea.
Her clothes were too bright for our humble city.
That smile even said she was from out of town.
So pleasantly different.
When the announcer called, "Porter Square!"
I couldn't release something so delightfully rare.
Her stop was my stop as well.
So pleasantly hunted.
