For His Gazelle! Fr His Gazelle! Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

He delves deep into Johnson's humongous work
seeking words so apt to draw in detail
the variants of beauty, Nature has given
to his Gazelle's eyes, voice and gait.
If he smiles in ways so mean at flowers
looking graceful and tempting his senses,
amazes at them, his Gazelle will turn her face
and impeach his motives with her silence!
After humble hymns hummed to her ears
runs the smile on her lips, chanting cheers!
Covid or Omicron, the vile Virus,
may be deadly or distressing deftly,
they take off their masks, when they meet,
and ignore the infecting tentacles uncouth!
Are they Delphic oracles to decipher
the sense of messages, mailed in a short while
from the beaming towers of her eyes?