SamadhiMuse

            These days pass like showers of silver
            through my fingers
            and I ache for them
            remembering so many empty days.
            Loving them, intense spectacles,
            writing them, ghost images remain;
            passing images, exquisite moments,
            Lise.
                              gallagher
                              11 June 85
            – on mushrooms with Lise.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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