Marrow

But it didn’t look like you, not when you were standing before me with a smile that could consume every sin.”

“Thank you so much. What’s the occasion?”
He shrugs, trying to look nonchalant, but I catch a familiar gleam in his eyes that he can’t keep from me. “You told me once I should grovel. You didn’t say when I should stop.”

you are right, lille mejer. You are indomitable. You are both the warmth of the sun and the destruction of its consuming fire