Copying the poems and letters
Kathy wrote me in 1979 and 1980,
I realized just how strongly
she loved me.
We were both blind with lovers
and goals and passion, then.
She was so much like me
in female form
that I could never
trust her completely.
Now the years have passed
and our paths have crossed again
and, reading these things here,
I see what kin and love were there.
My fantasies run now; her and Rose,
how...how can they both be in my life?
I want to say,
'Kathy, come, I see now what you were,
I should not have let you go...'
But my family comes before my eyes.
Love is joy and agony, both.
If I could have it as I wish
I'd have them both...in two houses or one.
I can love two, it's never been at doubt
but...could such a thing work....
gallagher
19 mar 85
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —