The Door

I'll lead you to this place
the place of wanting more
the line before the final step
the keyhole in the door.
But I won't go through
enter as you may
I'll turn and look around
for those who chose to stay.
Others are of less consequence
than stepping through the door
This one is flawed
She offers something more.
Alone on the doorstep
I leave you confused
The bell is broken
Knocking is of no use,
I'll turn and find another
to lead to this door
where only one holds the key
the next one too adore.