To Ms.
 
 
 Oh what sun-darkened skin,
Eyes darker yet, drew me in?
Long I would look without shame
Was it that day of May
That draws close to the beginnings of June?
Oh could I now be close to her,
Had I but words to say?
But no wish would hold her to stay,
She with me, I with her,
Was it that closing day of May?
 
 
-by Ahmed Samir