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BINT AL SOT

I said yes

Her mother's wedding recordings, cut up beyond recognition and rebuilt

the numbers

bpm
144
key
F major
energy
0.76
dance
0.95
valence
0.54
vocal at
1.1s
length
3:11
language
Ar

lyrics

At six-thirty, rain on the taxi glass,

You slid me a paper cup, asked if I’d pass.

One small yes in the queue by the door,

Now my name sits changed on your calendar drawer.

Bus No. 49 hissed past the curb,

I said yes, and my pulse did a weird little curve.

Your keys in my palm, cold as a coin,

One tiny green light and the whole year joined.

You looked at me once

Like it mattered that much

The spoon hit the saucer

Then everything touched

I said yes

I said yes

I said yes

I said yes

One small yes

One small yes

One small yes

One small yes

August in Jabal Amman, dry on the skin,

We split one peach on the steps and let juice run in.

Your voice on my phone at 1:14 AM,

Saying, “Come outside,” and I came again.

A blue plastic chair on the balcony floor,

Your laugh hit the tile like a key in a drawer.

I didn’t plan much, just the ride and the dress,

But that tiny first nod turned into the rest.

I said yes

I said yes

I said yes

I said yes

One small yes

One small yes

One small yes

One small yes

Now the old week cracks

Like a shell in my hand

I keep the small thing

I keep the plan

At the corner kiosk

With the orange gum rack

I chose one word

And I never took it back

I said yes

I said yes

I said yes

I said yes

One small yes

One small yes

One small yes

One small yes
I said yes — BINT AL SOT · FERAL