SamadhiMuse

                  I fell into her eyes, as I always do
                  but her level of candor wasn’t as deep.
                  I love to touch her
                  and I crave her smiling eyes
                  but she rarely speaks from her guts
                  Its considered, its parceled out
                  sometimes its evasive
                  and sometimes its just downright
                  unfelt social politeness
                  I wonder what she thinks she has to lose
                  if she spoke her heart now and changed it
                  in five minutes it would be more real
                  than this tap-dancing to confusion.
                  Nothings sure, nothings certain…
                  so who do we confuse?
                  perhaps she’s me as I was to Beverly
                  maybe I’ve something to learn here.
                                       gallagher
                                       may 17, 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

So empty some mornings, in the aftermath of passion and non-commitments
a sophisticated dance of strangers on high wires
between the honesties and our self-preservations
sometimes, sometimes I wake up wondering …
Kathy’s slumbering passion makes a boy of me at times
but at other times her eyes fail to trust me
and so we pass in and out of the spaces
where we make contact
I said to her that I would melt her down
until she could let me see her soul
and I ache, sometimes, for just how close I’ve passed her
just behind her skin … just behind her eyes.
                        gallagher
                        05-23-78 – about kathy a.
                        long beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                                 KH
         and as we meet … stop my lady … stop
            and give me your eyes and soul for just a moment
         not to hold or promise … but just now, here
            where these moments wait like silver between our eyes
         and time can pass unheeded for the space we look
            release your soul and mine … that we might see
         that the space lives yet between us that lies as potential
            friends and lovers … best of friends … trust and love
               can words capture what I want to share of you?
         you … the most unreachable of my lovers …
            show, buried so deep in your soul,
               the part I want to share
         I’m a fool, perhaps, to pursue you against your will
            but love gambles everything for that something
               so hidden in another
                              gallagher
                              05-30-78 – about kathy a.
                              long beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —