(for Ifrah Osman Dahir)

The purposeful look,  a passing smile--
My eyes fixed at a whole world all the
       while--

A world of joy with your figure lean and
      smooth,
And what a world  you're for my cares
      to soothe;

By a sudden turn you  look at me with an
      amused frown,
Caught me off-guard, my eyes hushed for
       withdrawl:

Yet deep in me somewhere you caress
       and touch,
Speechless,, I'm lost in your lean figure  
     maybe to match--

For you're to me of that indelible Dew
      from Heaven:
No words need be  said, you're my
      beloved!

For I see scattered  across your face,
For which with fiery desire I yearn to
       gaze;

So if you sought to clasp a stretched
       caring hand,
I need you, with  my heart willing to
       understand;

Your rosy cheeks, though you seem
      not to care,
I have nothing to give but my heart---
      all and bare!

You seem somewhat weary with this
      indifferent,  this uncaring world:
Yet I envision you up and happy,  not as
      cold;

We never grow sick and tired of love,
Yet the unrest in your face sighs for
      a move

To come--the saving Knight on a
      Horseback:
Can I be the lucky guy no less the worse?
              
                                             -by
                                   Hakim H. Kassim.
                                  (-d.October 31, 2018)