After Dark

You're right next to me
in our scarlet fluffed feathers
reading your Waldo Book
searching for the tall man with
the black rimmed glasses
Classical music
floats in and out
of our summer windows
You are here next to me
married for only a month
and we need not be ashamed
to be alone in the dark
You are right here
glowing next to the
strawberry candle beneath
our nostrils-
I thought you might have farted
you assure me
you didn't...