A Gap In The Clouds

There is this
this this temptation
to reveal the truth
of this feeling
but what would be the point?

When words don’t appear
when I want them to
except here
where they flow like sand.

The truth is
she brings me comfort
with a glance
and what do I bring
but silence.

When words don’t appear
when I want them to
except here
where they flow like sand

peaceful, but for the
screams