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.