Love letters

Love letters?
Sure I love them
how they meet
and merge
Even the Q
Though less
accommodating than others
like me
some days

you push your way
inside me
hot and pulsing
every word
shared
melded with mine
a new being
glowing outward
from my eyes

the danger being
that such volatile
wreckage
might melt, and
seep into the blood
until I am no longer
me but us
some kind of animal
words for eyes