Like a gazelle...

Another undated poem from Mr Nash, but with a subtle, early tone to it. In a few days time, 5 February to be precise, we have the first dated poem from Cyril to Marianne in 1959, to share. Do please return to visit :)

Like a gazelle, like a gazelle you are, 

So gently fleet, so sure of feet,

With senses perpetual spring.

Your lovely eyes the light of the skies.

Make me the grass beneath your feet

My green guise a joy for your eyes,

Fit setting for your supple grace,

Myself your food, pursuer, and pursued.