This inefeffable frustration
And it's dull imagination
How i can't ask for more
To relieve this bitterness of it's core

This ecstatic feeling of being unable to elucidate
And this sentiment euphoric can never be defined
For in slovenly thoughts and indolent mind
Nothing can cross this insolent kind

Asking for more without even any question
Wanting more with my design and fiction
The nuances of asking, kindness or imposition?
Walk through with me with this beautiful composition