Michael Stevenson

“It offends me when you doubt my love.
These jealousies are unwarranted.
If only you lived in my head for a day,
you’d see that you live eternally in my heart.
Try it for yourself. Take this knife to my chest
and you will find that I bleed
you.
Cast your suspicions to the wind
for there will never come a time
when I will not love you.
Does the sea get bored of kissing
the shore’s feet?
Cast your suspicions to the wind
and let us get drunk off each other.
"Don’t fall in love with a poet,” they warn you.
But they don’t know that galaxies
circumambulate you.
They don’t see that the waves of your hair
are where stars go to die.
They don’t hear how your voice
is the sound of flowers blooming.
Cast your suspicions to the wind
and come spend your life with me.
There will never come a time
when I will not be in love with you.”
― Kamand Kojouri