Intimate Moments

I can feel your saliva
dripping
onto my big toe.
Belching as you lean
against me
satisfied
as I rub your neck
massaging behind your ears.
Staring into the distance
breathing in the neighborhood
listening to the sounds of the valley.
Wednesdays Thursdays and
Saturdays are big days
in our datebook.
Me–stuffing
gray and blue bins with
green waste and rubbish
You–eager
as the giant
yellow truck
comes to swallow
them,
leaving behind
strange scents.
Me–
climbing ladders
shaving
Coconut Palms
with my chainsaw
trimming
Be- Still trees, training them into a hedge.
You–
Guarding our home
chasing away
the doves
as they greedily
finish your dinner.
We fit– you and me.
Loafing in the back yard
inhaling the scent of three
large citronella plants
shielding us
from the mosquito’s.
Listening to KCCN–
Hawaiian 105.9
on the radio
Both of us,
unleashed
in paradise.