My apprehension is the hunger of the intangible.
Oh how sweet it is, to look foward to the impossible.
I earnestly await to receive the in conceivable.
Oh how amazing! Would you believe, this is not a parable?
Whose decision dictates what is acceptable?
What attraction convinces me of the honourable?
This is beyond imagination, I have a longing for the intangible!
An amazing piece, proving that my thoughts are not inexplicable!