Yellow , glowing
Softness , soothing
There . . . never a sound
Somewhere between
A cloud and ground
Between lips and thought
Somewhere , where there is a nowhere
Somehow when we don't know-how
Somewhat of an after thought
As silently as a whisper
From an owl
In the darkest reaches
Of loneliness hidden in the
Corners of sorrow
Hide tiny tears
Painful tears
Too small to see streaks
Upon those cheeks
The cloud is all fluff
Vapor and dust
Come cloud my memories away