Saturday, December 29, 2012

About the sun.

I am happiest when the sun shines against my face.
Right now, it is my only source of warmth.
When it goes away, its absence is profound.
The table gets dark.
It gets cold pretty quick.
Things feel a bit more bleak.
Then a cloud gets out of the way, and everything is bright again.
The muscles in my cheeks lift to a smile once more.
My body relaxes back into the warmth of the sun.
The cat likes the sun too.
Come back.
It gets so cold when you leave.
Your warmth is an antidote for my loneliness.