Thermodynamic Romance
where passion is energy, and loss is law

She burned like theories never proved,
A touch that time itself removed.
You met in heat, in friction’s hold,
Then watched it fade, then watched it cold.

Cognac flared, all velvet fire,
A flicker built from raw desire.
Then vermouth-sweet, resigned, restrained,
The part of love you can’t explain.

A dash of chocolate, mole deep,
For secrets even heat can’t keep.
And orange oil, the final trace,
A fingerprint on satin lace.

You drank. The warmth became a mist.
The flame withdrew but not the twist.
And though the glass was emptied slow,
The laws held true. You let her go.


📜 Thermodynamic Romance – The Recipe

Instructions:
Stir over cracked ice like you’re taming a fever.
Strain into a coupe.
Garnish only if you’re brave enough to remember how it felt.