War Song

In the tender fury of carnal love
war is exquisite, the only conquest
mutual melting melding, peace, ease, surcease,
mocking of death as casualty of love

the territory of such intimacy
is infinite in how it opens up
birth in the renewed heart, leisure in mind,
desire tamed in its soft consummation

literal war, not metaphor of love,
is fury unbound and…