At The Gates To Your Maze...

A blink, a nod, was enough,
And days could silently sleep;
When days wanted to scuff,
There was time for phones to beep.
We freed many flapping fears,
And stepped out of the cage.
We met your and my dears -
Ideas, emotions, not for a page.
For me, you were there,
For you, so was I,
Without a question of where,
Or of when, or why.
Together our thoughts did laze,
Now, I'm back at the gates to your maze.