Dry Measures

Open
I knock though I doubt
Can we be one
or be gone
Reason
I doubt though I knock
Can we be true
or be through
Caution
I see though I doubt
Will we begin
or be green
Measures
I doubt though I see
Will we be all
or befall

Counting and counting
as our day begins
I wonder why you want
a count
Mounting and panting
as our trip proceeds
I ponder when you want
to plant
Knock
Let the doubts dissolve
Look
Let the count be love
Reason and caution be seeds
of pain - so what!
Openings and measures be feeds
of gain -why not!

Depending on your courage and the stakes, this is the open season for the try. If you both see the way, why not ...the plunge!