Ten years I've loved this girl
and I'm falling in love with her again.
I'm beyond trying to understand
what we are or what we'll be.
Its just enough that life can hold this much for me;
that I should love someone like Rose
and that she could love someone like me.
No mystery there of first time flesh, new skin to touch.
No modesty or politeness, no measuring or comparing
and yet, new.
Each evolution of kindness is built
on all that went before.
Each caring, each easy assumption, each knowing...
The appreciation of time and love's memories
pressed in the squeeze of a hand.
That happy glow just to join company.
Its been so long since we've had pause to grow;
divorce, lovers, bitter words,
pain, growth, ...all unchangeable,
all necessary for us to come here to this new love.
gallagher
19 Jun 1979
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —