Friday, January 14, 2022

tonight, I am with old friends










I have drunk the night
and swallowed the stars.
I am dancing with abandon
and singing with rapture.

There is not a thing I do not love.
There is not a person I have not forgiven.
I feel a universe of love.
I feel a universe of light.

Tonight, I am with old friends
and we are returning home.
The moon is our witness.


―Kamand Kojouri


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