Joan comes and begins to give me such pleasure
but I'm not sure what I see or how I feel.
My attraction and affection for her are strong.
She drifts in and out of my thoughts all day long
but Lise has taken me apart so throughly
that I cannot see Joan as my 'next' woman.
I don't know what I would've seen or felt
if I had met Joan before Lise.
And, now that I'm here on the other side,
nothing is familiar.
She's young and intelligent and spiritual
and I can see she's beginning to care for me.
It's all new. Every thought and passion,
every dream and fear.
I've traveled so far. I can meet her here
but I cannot tell her where we are.
gallagher
2 Mar 86
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