She was named after love,
and letters were exchanged
between lovers in her name
Poets found their muse
when she visited their hearts
and I was one of them
But my love never
reached her heart
like hers did mine
And so she left,
when my stubborn heart was
aching to be laced with hers
She left,
and my eyes were searching,
yearning for her
Dear Heyam,
I swear on love letters
and you
For it is the last poem
I write about you
The name Heyam -هيام- means ardent love in Arabic, that was my lover’s name. She’s the ex I’m always writing about, and I pray to Aphrodite that this is the last poem I write for her.