Throne’s Valentine

Between my resting feet
She curls a nest
And sleeps there
 
Black with white feet
And a flared cravat
A girl in a man’s tuxedo
 
This is what happens
When an Archangel
Comes up against a Throne
 
Take me back
This animal I am
Into your good graces

Don’t we sleep the same sleep

Aren’t we both
On the way home