Cold as ice

She walks,
Between machines and white coats,
And oh hapless boy, dazzling.
My days go by as my last drop of hope.

But, time stands still,
I am part of the backstage
And she is main actress of this show,
Everyday, constant like a clock.

She walks,
Blind and mute in her own world.
Where this mad man craves a gaze or a word.
Waiting for the attention that never comes.

In despite of the odds, even noticed,
I am just a shadow in oblivion.
One last goodbye,
But not her first hello.

She walks,
Leaving me frozen, (icebound),
In the warmest color I have ever seen.
A blue as cold as the ocean
that nevertheless melts my soul.

An she walks.