Kamand Kojouri

“i loved you quietly
wanting only 
to baptise you 
with light 
upon light
for the way you laugh
into your neck

in the courtyard 
of your dreams 
i loved you 
soft like satin wind
gliding 
across the river of music
and memory

i kissed the cherry trees
you crossed 
the scent of nostalgia
wild 
under warm vernal rain 
i danced
without a sound

i loved you solely you
between damp pages
of starlings and songs
while the moon wept 
i held you
like a holy yes
in my infinite solitude”

Kamand Kojouri