Your face
I don’t want to forget your face
She said
I don’t want to forget your face
I don’t want to forget your face
She said
I don’t want to forget your face
You won’t
We live in each others veins
I said
You won’t
We carry each other in our hearts
I said
You in mine
Mine in yours
I don’t want to forget your face
She said
I don’t want to forget your face
I swallowed all the tears
In my throat
To say the words
You won’t
I fought back the rage of unfairness
That she had to suffer
Like this
I don’t want to forget your face
She said
I don’t want to forget your face
I don’t want you to
Forget my face
My love
I send you all my grace
I’m trying to hold on to your kindness
Tenderness
Remember your love
She said
ashegetam, madaram
Was all there was left to say
the spoken word
I conceive these pieces with the beat of my heart,
then birth them with the fire of my voice.
i am ayla
born in the east, raised in the west
daughter of two academics, both artists
masters in human rights, committed to social justice
love affair with travel, art, and food
speaks four languages, laughs in all