Here's a poem of sorts inspired by a line Gigi Edgley said.
And her gaze
Black holes absorbing all experiences
It's like the aware look back in the mirror
And her hair
Silken silvery strands straight and light
It's like the velvet brush caressing your sight
And her body
A posture readily virulent and lithe
It's like the acrobat ready to tackle the team
And her laugh
A current riding over high stressed lines
It's like the hiccups at the bottom of a frog