Kamand Kojouri

“I may be here
in my study alone as God 
when your perfume invades me 
and everything becomes charged 
All that is holy and obscene 
between life and life 
brims with possibility and potential 
To love and be loved 
is to plant a tree for shade 
and find it also bears fruit 
I would be King 
were this a world where 
the currency 
was love”

Kamand Kojouri