sweet Mystery

sweet mystery, i crave it, the spontaneous nature in which it lives. the answer is yours to figure out, aided by every clue it gives. the sound of sulfur, its dying flame, no longer light your path. only the darkness of mystery, leaving you to do all the math. deception leaves you nothing, but the pain and suffering of a dark heat. but mystery gives you curiosity and charisma, like when you and i meet. i could never live knowing it all, being omniscient the lure of mystery is all too much, a feeling thats so potent. everyday, open your eyes to a world with infinate news and firsts to lose that ability would be the end, to the questions in which were immersed.