Writing Blue Song

[Gambit]

A heart-wrenching ballad beneath the night sky,
Tracing the panels of slices of life,
Drawing me back to youth’s fleeting bloom—
As a string of our music springs forth in the room.

We both gaze at the miracles of heaven,
Sharing the breeze as the ocean’s currents beckon.
I try to capture each moment, nature entwined,
Hoping to seize the feeling and freeze the time.

Then the prettiest constellations rallied in the dark,
And I wait for the brightest of all to spark.
I’ve been chasing a falling star across the sky,
Hoping to hold its beam for just a while.

The music quickens but never loses its melody.
With every note, my thoughts dive deeper, steadily.
I tried to gather all my heart’s ensemble,
Hoping to turn them into something tangible.

But when the chorus hits in its grandest sensation,
Our eyes meet in the most mesmerizing fashion.
Your face beams, your locks flutter in a captivating design—
And everything I’ve kept so far is inscribed in your eyes.

I will keep playing the same song on repeat,
And perhaps another melody may take its seat.
But the words, the memory, and nature combined,
Will keep resonating, forever intertwined.