Reader Poem — Mellanie Crouell

This untitled poem was written by Melanie Crouell in response to one or more of our September Poetry Prompts

Standing at this door
Don’t know how I got here
I feel this breeze
As if
It welcomes me
Continue inhaling this
Breeze turns into an aroma
Earthy, sweet, sexy
I want to eat this sweetness
Lust over the sexiness
Watch the double Dutch God gave
Over and over
And over
Over, over, over, over
Did I say over again
The aroma knocks at my door
I look up
Coming towards me
Like a dream from a music video
He tips his hat and
I do too!
This darn cowboy


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