The Daintiest Gazelle Poem by Dela Bobobee

She is indeed as beautiful as the gazelle
her great smile is an invigorating breeze
shake your head, wonder what a puzzle
I'm wondering too, but looking more I freeze

her smile is enough to water my dry soul
her cheerful face is like a thirst to assuage
her hazel eyes are like sparks to fire my cold
her sweet fragrance trails her swift passage.

have you by chance, seen her pass this way?
tell her I haven't been the same till today.