Making Love in the Forests of the Heart

You hide within the forest of my bed,

pale and luminous; kin to the arm of the Milky Way

sprawled across the sky.

The rivers in your eyes

course down to the seas,

and the gaze between us is that between puma and deer:

white fear

glowing paralysis

and icicle fire

We crash together among the secret trees,

Lighting metaphorical blazes

Among the cricket and nightingale refrain

Each in their turn as prey and predator

Leaving comet streaks through the thickets