To Mate Poem by Jan Sand

To Mate



The doubledance of sex entrains
Reflexions of the predator
With those of submission.
Each advance of capability
Entails the culpable as well.
Each ploy to capture joy
Demands designs to drop defense
So that the meld, when closely held,
Makes mosaics of soft flesh
And sharply pointed fangs.

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