I kneel at your cathedral doors,
my kingdom of milk and honey.
This love is sweet - should I consume it
I will take a spoonful,
a mouthful and oh my,
it will be divine.

My darling, I curl around you when sleeping;
I crave not just you
but the entirety of the space in which you exist.

Kiss my lips, don’t you taste it?
Sugar.
Syrup.
Caramel.
*Sweet.