Here’s another poem,
like all others before and after,
dedicated to you.
There isn’t anything left to be said
but I will spend my life
trying to put you into words.
You who is every goodness,
every optimism
and hope.
Your love is a better fate for me
than anything I could wish for.
If you are a part of me,
then you?re the best part.
And if you’re separate from me,
then you are my destination.
But I?ve become a weary traveller,
so please,
let us never be apart.
— Kamand Kojouri