“By loving you,
I learn everything
because your soul
contains the entire universe.”

Kamand Kojouri

“I love you.
I love you a thousand times.
I love you an irrational number.
And I will continue to love you
long after all this has died
and been reborn
and we are nothing more
than a pair of reincarnated eyes.”

Kamand Kojouri

“Share yourself with me.
I will never judge you.
I am here
and I will stay here
only to love you.”

Kamand Kojouri

“The greatest thinkers
have attempted to find
who we are
where we come from
and why we are here
but the greatest enigmas to me
are how your hair is a lasso
that captures the stars
how your eyes are lakes
that drown my doubts
and how your skin is the sun
bursting all at once.
If I knew these answers
I’d know everything
for you alone
contain the entire universe.”

Kamand Kojouri

“Be like the sun
that fell in love with the moon
and shared all its light.

Be like the moon
that became a lighthouse
to guide others in the night.

Be like the mountains
that were once hills
wanting to kiss the sky.

Be like the trees
that are firmly grounded
but dream up high.

Be like the waves
that tease and tickle
each other endlessly.

Be like the children
who live and revel
in the present entirely.

Be like the God
that equally loves
everything and everyone.

And be like the love
that brought compassion
when it visited the sun.”

Kamand Kojouri

“If I can’t be your love,
then let me be a simple brooch
so I may rest awhile against your chest.
If I can’t be your love,
then let me be a forgotten coin
so I may rest awhile against your thigh.
If I can’t be your love,
then let me be an unlit cigarette
so I may rest awhile in between your lips.
If I can’t be your love,
then let me at least remain in these words
so I may rest awhile in your thoughts.”

Kamand Kojouri

“Poetry is jealous of you tonight,
for as soon as I come
to pen a few words,
your perfume attacks me
in the most civilised manner
and I forget myself.
I forget the poem.
I forget the …”

Kamand Kojouri

“My love,
you are driving the entire world mad.
The nightingales are committing suicide
one by one out of jealousy of your voice.
The roses took one glance at your beauty
and folded themselves from shame.
The trees now only whisper your name
and the sky hasn’t stopped crying since you looked up.
Have pity on us, my love.
We have already broken all the mirrors and glass
out of fear that you will forget us
and fall in love with yourself
once you see what we all
cannot stop seeing.”

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