(for Ifrah Osman Dahir)

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

A world of joy
    through 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 hurry to be
       withdrawn:

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 beloved!

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

Ss if you sought to
    clasp a stretched
          caring hand,
I need love, a heart
    willing to
       understand;

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

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

No one grows sick
    and tired of love,
And 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 Kassim.
           (-d.Oct. 31, 2018)