Why did I meet you?
now I wait wistful against the days
not quite as alive as I could be
You showed me, matched me, laughed with me
and if it was your insanity we shared
I guess I could be labeled so too
I liked it there where associations ran free
and every moment was hyper-electric
when you looked at me, I could feel it like a hand
Everything about you was velvet judo
I tire so often of half people
partial perceptions, conformers and half-thinkers
will I only find my match in someone like you?
full on with more than your slight frame can handle
romantic tragedy, intense spirit, over strained psyche
I’m spoiled now… I want only your kind
of freedom and devotion.
gallagher
12 oct 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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