The Girl

I look at her

she looks at me

she responds with a polite smile

I do the same

I study her beautiful, fragile figure

her figure reflects her smile

polite

there is nothing wrong

I was finished analysis

until I see them

 until I feel them

her eyes

they are completely  different from the rest

they hold a portal outside of this world

a door of the unspoken

it looks like they have been closed for centuries

decades

but today

they open their door

for only me

and me alone

I don't want to enter

there may be monsters

goblins

and ghosts

but it's as if she is begging me to examine her

to explore her

to understand her

I have to go in

I must go in

or her doors might close

not for a century

or a decade

or millennium 

but for good