Kamand Kojouri Biography

I haven't written you a poem in years it seems.
How can it be my fault
when the words to describe you have not yet been created?
When the alphabet lacks the very letters?
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Missing you,
I missed a part of me
I shared with you
that's now gone.
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Even when I write about this swan
and that orchid,
I write about you.
Every word
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They took my books
because my message was love.
They took my pen
because my words were love.
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Happiness, do not leave me.
I know you, a capricious monarch
perching on the fortunate flowers you see.
Hear me:
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