The first time he saw her and hardly got a glimpse, That was enough to grow his fancies and whims... The first time he saw her and hardly got a glimpse, That was enough to grow h...

A poem that revolves around the whims and decisions of a person.  Emphasis on the irony in this worl... A poem that revolves around the whims and decisions of a person.  Emphasis on th...

What do we both want to say? What do we both want to say?

Soaring our whims to the strangling crest. Soaring our whims to the strangling crest.

Then I don’t wanna grow up. Then I don’t wanna grow up.