Mood

He’s a whole mood.

Like hot tea on a rainy afternoon,

Steaming with cosiness in the corner with a book.

He’s like a whole mood.

Like the warmth of the sun,

On a winter morning soaking through the empty branches of trees.

He’s a whole mood.

Like the special playlist,

One for the shower and another for midnight musings.

He’s like a whole mood.

Mysterious and sly,

During a busy day at work.

He’s like a whole mood.

Chilled and unbothered,

Distracting with a whiff of perfume.

He’s a whole mood.

Unknown and undefined,

Cryptic with his genius mind.