Kamand Kojouri

“Is it odd, my love,
that I envy others
who have not met you
for the intoxication they have
yet to experience?
Is it odd that I wish to
witness you with new eyes
so I may have the pleasure of
falling for you all over again?
I am grateful, so grateful,
for knowing the meaning
of your various sighs. For
being the cause of your
ecstatic cries. But,
if only for a moment,
I wish to let you fall out of my hands
so that I may catch you again.
You,
my love,
are the oddity.
You
are my exception.”

Kamand Kojouri

“They can award me with the greatest accolades
and reward me with the finest diamonds.
They can name days and streets after me,
canonise and celebrate me.
They can make me the queen of their kingdom,
the president of their nation.
They can carry my picture in their wallets
and whisper my name in their prayers
but, tell me, what is all this worth
if your voice isn’t the one calling me home?”

Kamand Kojouri

“Usually, when I dream of flying
I am simply flapping my arms
and somehow I lift off and glide through the sky.
Last night was different.
I missed you so much
and my yearning was so powerful
that I sprouted wings like a phoenix
and soared to reach you.
And now I finally understand:
if you see lovers on a roof, do not worry.
Surely, love has metamorphosed them.”

Kamand Kojouri

“I will drive the world crazy
with love poems for you.
So they can know how magnificent you are
and how crazy I am.”

Kamand Kojouri