The morning light came shining in when she arrived
in a white dress she came to breakfast
into a room so filled with light
that the moments felt like music
and the feelings were so clear and brightshe posed before the window
and I caressed her face with light
and shuttered the finer moments
and we smiled at the camera's plight.these crystal and fire moments,
the way the apartment glowed with light,
the looks her brown eyes gave me,
and the words her smooth hands said.its strange that I've come here again
to where love could knock me down.
But I don't care. I just love life
and, for the moment, I can see nothing but eyes so brown.
gallagher
14 apr 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —