Maybe

Took me an hour to begin
Fingers don't know what to press
These feelings seem familiar again
An oblivious string I guess 

What a beautiful book to check out 
Gracefully covered like Maria's trait 
So mysterious what could be inside, I doubt
A red page filled with a beautiful faith
Wrote by ongoing cliffhanger you cannot just hate

Although stanzas were very clumsy
Its calcareous were like clams in the sea
So many oarfish now washing ashore
Waiting for her is an earthquake I'm not sure

Every time I encountered seeing that book 
The world always went 0.5x speed in my look 
Nobody has, nobody knows
When is the climax would take part
Silent pen knew it was worth in the heart

An awesome book yet to be told
And a reader hoping it to hold 
Enduring unto f i n would be heavy
But I have this lifeline called "maybe"