Yassin Tamam

A letter to E - part three

Driving in cars and getting coffee.

In the mundane I was captivated.

Looking for love, without a lover:

It\'s the companionship I was craving.

Telling a story, please tell me another.

I wanna hear you out all day

Indefinitely.

Platonically.

Tell me more about your lover.

For within your tales, I found solace.

But my mind is futile.

Antennas with high sensitivity.

I collect metrics and lay them before me.

Prejudiced hallucinations.

But they inhabit my head.

Where everything is real.

And future plays ahead.

 

I don\'t ask for much, I ask for zero maintainability.

I ask for a place where I am welcomed with serenity.

 

 

If I\'d ask for one thing.

If I\'m allowed only one wish.

It\'ll be a promise not to hurt me.

And always find a door open to understand me

Having to believe that my intentions are pure.

Even when it\'s uncommon

I might be one of a minority.

 

Nail me to a frame, but never to a cross.

 

I ask you to believe and have good faith in me.

And never lay a finger on my peace...

 

A settlement in cloud nine, I was flying high.

Free-range white horses running wild in my veins.

A lawful DUI.

 

But at midnight I noticed a shift.

In your eyes and breath, you seemed deranged.

I don\'t know if I sinned against a litany.

In your head or crossed a line.

But if I ever do, just send me a text.

And I\'ll explain my end thoroughly.

And if you’re not up to it.

Nail me a coffin, but never a Cross.

 

I am not asking for a lover.

All I want is a space for me to grow.

Where I can exist unapologetically.

 

And I\'ll forever promise.

 

To preserve you.

 

In my memory, sanctimoniously.

 

Even when my frequencies.

 

Are unattainable to mankind.

 

Eternal afterlife.