I see it glowing in your eye, so new,
  And on those hips of yours, tender
         and lean,
Hosting Beauty in all its breadth and
         depth, I see the dew
  Of a new dawn in my heart and soul, to
         win
A new horizon  abrim with joy and
        with you lived in peace;
  Like Aurora in early-dawn mist
        carrying those 'milky thighs' that
            forever men's hearts deem
  To beat too fast, speechless in the quiet
         utter loss
In truelove's holy light, unable to awake,
         or dream
  And so is my heart in your  palms,
         whatever you say, wherever you go,
No words can express what in my heart
         wanes,
  What feelings, what thoughts, what
         hopes in want--
Nor how to your ignorance I cannot
        explain my pains,
  What with your love I see and know,
        you just can't
Imagine in your best mind, all things
        being equal:
  Of Joy, and Love,  and all in holy light
Of truelove; but alas! as theirs is a cry
       without content,
  The moth and the star, so truelove for
       you will only be dream of night,
Never to breathe daylight,  never to live
      what was meant
  With Joy, unconditioned love with no
       second-thoughts;
Your "Hi," said with a tremble of soul,
     with a defensive smile,
  Still self-conscious-- treading with
       needless pain,
Worries about tomorrows over which
        you hardly control for even a while,
  And second- thoughts that in our love
        you cannot explain,
Though in your mind you sport it--
        where's the joy of love you're
              supposed to  live, anyway?
                  

                                     ­          -by
                                   Hakim H. Kassim.
                                  (d. July 31, 2023)
                                   /- Jigjiga.