He smelled sweet -brandy and some other liquor.
He spoke words I wanted to hear,
with his fingers crossed in his mind,
while he intertwined his hands in mine…
It was everything I ever wanted,
but everything I was not going to get.
He was as sickly sweet as he smelled,
and I know now that I had to know then
that a breath of brandy
will never be the kiss you wanted.