For Scooner, And That Colour Green You Make Me Feel Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams

I smell your sweat
and the musty scent of your air mattress in the summer

Nameless song from the other side of the room
Laying with our eyes closed

I fell in love with you in November
and again that summer I didn't work

I've never eaten so many pizzas
Not for anyone, ever

You smell like the colour green
By a babbling creek on a Thursday morning

I hope I can keep my stallion heart as a vital
Just to make sure I don't forget you

And that moment I fell in love with you
On a couch in August just after my birthday

It happens again sometimes, that feeling
Like that feeling you got after playing Mario Kart