I am certain, my love, that poetry was born only after your birth.

— Kamand Kojouri

I am humbled by the grace of God. I am humbled by the beauty of this universe. Humbled by others' kindness. Humbled by life. I drop to my knees and give thanks.

— Kamand Kojouri

I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.

— David Levithan

I am looking for the one I can’t fool.

— Kamand Kojouri

I call you my soulmate because I lost myself in you and then found myself through you. Sure, when you are gone, I will be a fraction, but the common denominator has always been me.

— Kamand Kojouri

I can sense your love, why leave me in darkness? Beguile me for your amusement, stealing my soul without kisses. You are the sun and I, the moon. Your beauty is reflected in my eyes. When we are apart, I am extinguished in the blackness of these skies.

— Kamand Kojouri

I couldn’t have dreamed you into existence because I didn’t even know I needed you. You must have been sent to me.

— Kamand Kojouri

I don’t know how to talk because I’m feeling. I’m listening to my voice as if it were someone else’s, And my voice is speaking about her as if she were speaking. She has hair as blond as yellow wheat in the sun, And when she speaks her mouth says things that aren’t words. She laughs, and her teeth are as clean as stones in a river.

— Alberto Caeiro

I don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at you. To dodge your skin in the hallway and leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat. It takes much too effort to stare at the sinks my eyes don’t smile at you in the mirror. It takes much too effort to look away as we undress and lie apart in the now bigger bed. It takes much too effort to stiffen my body because sleepy limbs forget fight sand pride is always lost in dreams. It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us. I dread the light peeking through the parted curtain sand empathize with your groans —I didn’t get any sleep either. I really don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at one another when it’s so easy for us to love.

— Kamand Kojouri

I don’t mind losing in this game of love, if it means You will be the winner.

— Kamand Kojouri