There’s a poem I rather like. It’s by Eşrefoğlu, a Turkish 15th century Sufi poet.
The line that stands out to me, when translated, goes:
offering the lump of sugar in your hand to another/ swallowing the poison yourself is love*
And I like it because it reminds me of Peter Pan, by J. M. Barrie. Hook replaces Peter’s medicine with poison. Tink drinks the poison to save Peter. Beautiful.
Granted, if I remember right, Tink has something to do with the poison being there in the first place… but never mind…
*Iz Fahir & N Menemencioğlu (eds.) The Penguin Book of Turkish Verse. New York: Penguin Books, 1975.