Capture Your Mood

Here I am, would you share my drink?
Would you drink from my glass?
I’ve come up in a fuss
Just to knock at your door,
Just to learn what you think…

Could you do me a favour, my dear?
Though I seem so intrusive and rude,
Tolerate me, oh pray, do not swear –
I have come just to capture your mood.

I’m the one on the edge of dissolving,
Mind is tearing and reason is deaf,
And the voice has a habit of mourning,
But no matter how little I have –

My awake and alive intuition
Is a present I wish to bestow.
And I still have a strong disposition
Just to capture your mood – then and now.

Burn a candle. I’ll go in an instant,
I’ll dissolve in the air so fast
And become as remarkably distant
As your dim and half-vanished past,

But, just listen! The only idea –
Do not look in that manner for good! –
Is a simple intention, my dear.
I have come just to capture your mood.

Here I am, would you share my drink?
Would you drink from my glass?..