Only If I Could Write A Billion Poems About Love

This book is a long conversation of a mind with Love — the mind that flies in cities around skyscrapers, the mind of a farmer working a green field in my hometown, dreams of space, entertainment, aesthetics and, life humming beneath oceans. Here, Love is not loud; it is a role taken over for growth and ambition. It builds, dissolves, resolves and returns among us to be embraced. It is amazed by auroras, dances in the rain, prays like a Whale, breathes through hardwork and rests in the gestures for others. These poems trace love as a pulse, as ache, as light — not as possession, but as becoming.