Come here.
Let me unmake you.
Let me turn the hard lines of your thoughts
into liquid, into light.
Let me take the burden from your hands
and place it upon my lips.

This is the alchemy of us—
how I take your sorrow,
how I taste your fire,
how my tongue turns your sighs
into something holy.

And when you forget yourself,
when your body sings in shivers and gasps,
you will know:
there was never a cure for this world
except the worship of love’s slow hands
and a lover’s patient mouth.