Meloncholy ain't what it used to be

There are moods that come and go within me
some I wish to stay for longer hours
I can not hold them, they come and leave at their own whimsy
One that enters me from time to time I call melancholy
but when I say that word to others they always think I am sad
I never intend for it to mean sadness...but about
thoughtfulnesses and contemplationesses
I am in that kind of mood today
A day when I only want to listen to Regina Spektor songs
watch movies with poetry in them like "In Her Shoes"
and let my mouth eat Hershey Kisses, not because they are chocolate
but because your eating kisses and you realize it's been so long
since your lips tasted love
I realize it's my heart thinking and my mind has nothing to do with it,
it took a vacation. I do not know when it will return
It packed a small bag and left early this morning