Once the sun decided to stay awhile,
the locks melted away,
and no longer would I crave you —
face pushed between the bars.

You held me for the first time,
no restrictions between you and me.
And I dug my face in your embrace,
in order to find your heart.

The gates swung wide as we danced,
under the sun, under the stars,
and time was non-existent.
Were there really ever bars?

Traveling through time,
you finally looked at the clock.
The season ended, the bars re-locked.

I long for you for eternity it seems.
Forever I wait at the gates,
in hopes for your return.