Love in Sequence

We are the dog fox and the vixen

that tumble and snap on the hill.

Prick-eared, we snuffle the musk

of our mating days.

We are the queen and the tom

that growl in the night.

We wait with claws and teeth

for our consummation.

We are old man and old woman

who sigh and shuffle closer,

drowsing in the pleasure

of our marriage bed.