he walks to her chair
arms outstretched
papal nuncio
ambassador first to rome
then god coming after
keeper of all things she believes holy
her arms pass through his robes as she receives him
finding mortal flesh meant for scratching
but she does not dig in her nails
she wraps her legs around his
tucking her head beneath his chin
releasing a sigh of daylight
her happiness
pushing stars into heaven
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Soft, loving, impeccably-penned,for it rolls so smoothly