“Your skin is a thousand stars
being born at once.
I want to drown in your light.

Pour.
Pour the light of your body on me.

Your hair is the night’s skirt
whose folds hide a thousand moons.
I want to drown in your night.

Pour.
Pour the night of your body on me.

Your eyes have orphaned me from certainty:
Oh, the freedom of knowing nothing!
I only understand this moment
that contains all of eternity.

This moment
that you are here
and I am here
and we make a world.
This moment
is all we need to know.
You and I
were always made
for this moment.

Let life have us.
And pour.
Pour the life of your body on me.”

Kamand Kojouri

“I have given it much thought.
There seems to be
only one explanation
for why we are here.
Why our souls choose
to incarnate as mortals
only to suffer for a hundred years
over and over again.
I now understand
we were once angels
who chose to manifest as humans
in order to experience the imperfect
and tempestuous human love.
So you see, if angels couldn’t refuse love
then who am I to refuse you?
And so I yield.
I surrender to this.
Our eternal dance.”

Kamand Kojouri

“You keep thinking you’re too much for me
that I will say I’ve had enough.
But I drank all you poured for me
and I’m thirsting to drink some more.”

Kamand Kojouri

“You do not insist that I love you
but how can I help it
when I hear your unbridled laughter?
How can I deny it
when I see your constellating freckles?
You do not insist that I love you
but how can I help it
when your scent shadows me at night?
How can I deny it
when your beauty attacks me in the light?
You do not insist that I love you,
but I insist that I do.”

Kamand Kojouri

“You keep asking me about my past lovers
and whether I still have feelings for them.
You become upset when I don’t keep a straight face.
Yet, it is not my fault. I can’t help but smile
when I think about later tonight
and how my fingers will comb through your hair.”

Kamand Kojouri