One afternoon Rosary praying
circled together in the chapel
She looked up from the depths of her Catholicism,
found this atheist daughter's eyes
and winked.
I took it as her endorsement
her blessing
to close my eyes
and recommence
my sinful daydreaming.
Rosary chanting faded to a buzz
as I left them there
and found myself stretched
for him
half-turned
His hands
long, tapered, and skillful
met me there
playing my unsaintly parts
I dreamed climbing mountains and
sweet summits.
I took it that way.
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