I never knock on a door but it still opens,
I wonder and wander the depths it will take me.
You were so inviting, the cards didn't tell me all the details
but I found my steps printed on the ground towards your shadow.

my mind already figured out it will never go in depths,
but I should've not bit my own tongue.
you were the flower in the field I'm walking into,
the mystery surrounded your beauty captivates me.

I want to pick it up, but my hands are paralyze
will I be able to face the torn along the way?
am I ready to discover what you really meant,
should I just walked past by or risk it.
© Melissa_knows