Free Write #1

Sunlight burns through the windows
A bright beacon of the dawn
And while I envision dancing in the kitchen
I am hunched over my cereal
An unnaturally colored bowl of loops

Even my Old Yeller leaves me
To bark at bleary-eyed passersby
Even in my dreams I am functionally alone
No one to enjoy the world with

The morning may be bright and quiet
For me it is also empty
I yearn for waltzing in the kitchen
Stupidly duetting love songs
Cuddling in the late afternoon light

I want to feel the love pulsing through the atmosphere
But it seems like longing is all I know