And what could be more intimate?
To deflesh a skull
crack a femur
to get down
to the very marrow.
Is there a greater act
of love
as when the prayers of the mantis
are answered
and her lover loses his head over her
after the frenzied copulation?
Or the amoeba
with all consuming passion
shuns his bacterial prey
and engulfs his object of desire
in a zygote for two.
And isn't it the same, my love
for me
and you.
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Cherokee