I’ve found balance in the parallels of your geometry and the Universe, in the bamboo of your spine, and the liquor of your lips. Your tongue like serpentine Beelzebub, crucified on my neck and chest. You’ve loved me like religious relics and synagogues. Manifest Destiny across your body. We’ve been down this road before. You’re body sweating honey droplets, mine as warm as the sun on asphalt. This is the story of us, tangled by liberties and titles like royalty. We’ve bestowed each other with treasures of love and compassion, commitment to the order of chaos, we found synergy through romance. In the weight of your moans I have found euphoria, in the weight of my body against yours, pushing through you, you have found euphoria. We found sanctification in us.