SamadhiMuse

                     December, January, and February
               Someday, perhaps, she’ll be by
               wanting to settle into the patterns
               of this life.
               Until then, she can never ‘just see me’.
               It always has to ‘mean’ something,
               be something, go somewhere.
               I’m sorry, Kathy.
               With you I’ve never understood why
               just love and friendship weren’t enough.
               So today, once again, we part.
               We drop our sexual magic
               and this friendship that tried
               to transcend the years
               and the marriages and the lovers.
                                 gallagher
                                 19 Feb 86
                  raining in Irvine and Hawiian gardens

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —