Smitten Poem by Wensislaus Mbirimi

Polluted air polluted girls all rusty and corrupt
Dirty Harare now a feature of the past
New life, new beginning with a new love
Chimanimani Mountains, valley and girl now have my love

Air is pure, girls true and the mountains beholding
The Bridal Veil Falls, So beautiful and beholding
Likewise my love, so true, beautiful and sweet
The valleys picturesque unlike any street
My love, basket in hand ready for a picnic
On mountain top lovers relishing the view so scenic

The mists enchanting, entrancing and mystic
My love sweet and serene, lovely and realistic
The forests lushly green, trees laden with fruits
My girl fully endowed hope our love bears fruits
The rivers always in flow, flowers always in bloom
My girl in my heart, you left others no room

Uphill, down the slope; the road meanders & curves
Mountain bred girl in the right places are her curves
Bridal Veil Falls' pool's cool and untainted
My love is pure and virginal and now to me is patented
The falls reminds of a veil that is bridal
Our love will conquer those inclined to be tribal

Had she been human Chimanimani would be my wife
Luckily she provided a girl to be mine for life
The fertile soils will provide a feast after tillage
For our wedding in the mountain village
The honeymoon will be at Bridal Veil Falls
Nature fittingly binding our souls