"The Craving, But Not Really Serious"

A whisper in my soul, a gentle breeze
A longing that ariseOK with fleeting ease
A craving that beckons, but not too strong
A wish that's fleeting, all day long

It's a want, not a need, a passing thought
A desire that's shallow, never brought
To the surface of my heart's deep sea
A craving that's casual, carefree

Fleeting Fancies

Fancies dance, like leaves on wind
Ephemeral wishes, hard to define
A moment's pleasure, a...