baffled and intrigued

I feel strange and a bit baffled
And intrigued with thoughts entangled,
About how come this beauty queen
Can for me have an akin,
From all the fans that she must hold
I was the guy that has best sold,
All the verses and the rhymes
For her sounds of sweetly chimes,
In the end they’re all the root
Of the muse so much acute,
That she gives me every time
I watch her pictures so sublime.