The first time
she come
to his family home
he say,
when I build my own
I want to
pick fruits from
the veranda;
eye to eye
with a grap of jelly,
shake hands with
a bluggo leaf,
cup with two palms
papaya ripening,
watch the Beffi mango
grow ripe with loveliness
then listen
to the
dupe dupe of it falling;
stretch for the bergamot citrus
make juice
morning
and evening
