Last night you smelled of sex: hint of vodka,infused with a note of burnt tobacco (evoking burning memories), melding with your peculiar musk…
I felt cheaper than the cigarette you smoked, for it touched your lips when I couldn’t. Was it too dark for you to see me smoldering?
If only I could vapourize and fuse with that potent scent. If only I could condense into a tiny bead of sweat and cling to that tuft of chest-hair that stuck out from your shirt. If only I could dissolve in the darkness of last night when you smelled of sex.