Theory of my Temperament
You are just a mood I have every now and then.
So intense I can’t resist it or try to contend.
You’re one of the better ones, the one that makes me smile.
You’re that mood I want to feel, if only for a while.
So transient, you come and go, like a gentle hurried breeze.
A temporary indulgence, a pleasurable disease.
But of course there are those times when I’m off the high of you;
Then the sentiment invalidates, like canned fruit past its due.
So you see, I’m not just bluffing when I say that I don’t know.
I guess you’re just a mood I had and could never let go.