I WRITE NO ROMANCE BUT...

Her sway on the way,
Her glare ignites my dare,
She's so smooth and fare,
Her clear eyes,coal black hair,
Her smooth curves,sporty legs,
What of the gait and giraffes grace?
Her speech and accent,
No news anchor ascends,
Her brilliance equates the acient Mount Kirinyaga forklore,
The charm she owns threatens the ribs,
Her agility and diligence outshines the speed of an Akamba arrow on air,
Her hum silences the birds,
How do I get her in my 'box'?