Two Poems

Two poems, same theme, no titles:

I.

I bury my nose in Louise's hair

It smells sweet and earthy like tree bark

She reaches for my embrace

One of her arms in a bright purple cast

It reeks like old sneakers or bad cheese

I inhale it just the same, because it is also her,

Because she is mine, and because I can

II.

Sweet and sour,

She smells like the tomboy she is