𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝟏𝟖

Blue clouds and the silence caused by water,
A gentle breeze blows, and no one utters.
I'm seated beside some companions, as if they sense a matter,
When on the shore it crashes and leaps, in their eyes, a pause does flutter.

I observe in stillness and silence, hoping to never shatter,
Amidst euphoria and melancholy, the day's end makes me falter.
It darkens and cools with a simple melody,
Closing in slower to seize the moment's felicity.

Time again rushes, and leaps with gleams,
I worry about forgetting feelings and sensing the estrangement's schemes.
Let words, caresses, and calm be erased,
The structure protecting the soul, I fear it will be effaced.

I want to etch everything, and always smile at the past,
To keep on breathing is an embrace that will last...