Stubborn dignity

 She bounced down the road,
advancing up the far side.
Deliberately ignoring me,
Each cute stride up and down on her calves.

 Like the world existed only for her.
 Her long brown hair swung in unison
 with her jumpy strides,
 Her restless rhythm infects me,
 Her posture compound signaling stubborn dignity,

Shoulders back, chin just slightly raised.
Every movement was an elaborate snub,
Emphasis that I didn’t matter.
Her desire for adventure almost provokes curiosity,

like a duchess spilling her good self over the pavement