you smell like a mix of all the men that came before you

like axe

like onions and garlic

like dirt

like man sweat

like an ******

like a muddy lake (i squish that gunk between my toes in pure ecstasy while cupping a tadpole in one hand and holding my dress up with the other)

a little bit like cigarettes (and you remind me of the music i once had in me(i think i'm losing my poetry)



you smell a little like a deck of cards
you smell like
a hot tent


you smell



like your couch
where i fall asleep sometimes