(for Khadija Abukar)

already you're in my my mind, more than
         a friend,

i met you hustled  and felt tender call of
        soul, yet find myself in wonder,

my heart leaps up at the sound of your
         voice, as if  i'm abound;

though far away apart by oceans,  my
          soul mingles,  high emotions,

and from day's toil comes to seem
          relaxed, at home in my dream
             where every night i meet you,
with the Light that'll save, too--

for it's been as we met, and is, true in
     stars that you may as well are
        the Promise;

you easily sit by me and soften
this poor soul of mine, which often

finds himself too much lost in your eyes,
and thinking of you, all the 'whys'

in my mind of this cold, cold world,
simply disappear,  leaving me bold

enough in my heart to dare cope
with whatever--for there's with you hope:

everything is happily open in the future,
only if you and I will act mature!

                                               -by
                                     Hakim H.  Kassim.