“You smell like a man!”

When she said this,

I was taken aback.

What did a man smell like?

Sandalwood and a lingering scent of citrus?

Roses, musk and the sharp odour of masculinity?

Perhaps the soft tang of sadness and bergamot?

What did a man smell like to her?

I did not set out to smell like a man,

that was not my intent.

I merely wanted to make sure

that I did not smell

like yesterdays regrets.