Perfume Of Disappointnent Poem by Titto Mutunguti

I met a lady
and I was crazy
I let my feelings shout
and poured my heart out
I wanted her so bad.
She hugged me
but no kiss,
Her mouth
Was smelling booze
Still, I wanted her kiss
and a woman who doesn't drink,
So I left,
Disappointed and wondering,
Was I disapointed at missing the kiss?
or because she drinks her self crazy on sunday?
Now i can smell her perfume all over my body.
A perfume of disappointment.