Oh, it is highly sexual. As my lit. professor put it, "John Donne delighted in unabashedly combining religion and sex". You should read his stuff, Caitlin -- it can take your breath away.
Anyway, this poem isn't religious. As far as I understand it, it's an extremely tongue-in-cheek (Nikki's perfect term!) ode to -- well, an insect who's been sucking the blood of both him (Donne) and his current lady-love. He contemplates how their blood is mixed when the flea bites both of them. He's noting how it's ironic that it's fine for the flea to mix their blood within its body, but if they were to step outside of the lines of propriety (mix their blood, so to speak) they'd be severely chastised. But it's okay for the flea to do it.
It's really just a highly amusing, delicious look at romance, absurdity, and, er, insects.
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