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1978-04-11

Tuesday, April 11th, 1978

She’s so good I want to shout about it.
all I can hear is my heart telling me about it
I told her I don’t want to loose what we’ve become
that I want to win at work and have both … all.
and she smiled, like me.

So we’re done takin chances
and on solider ground at the same time
with each other.

gallagher
11 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1978-04-14

Friday, April 14th, 1978

The morning light came shining in when she arrived

in a white dress she came to breakfast
into a room so filled with light
that the moments felt like music
and the feelings were so clear and bright

she posed before the window
and I caressed her face with light
and shuttered the finer moments
and we smiled at the camera's plight.

these crystal and fire moments,
the way the apartment glowed with light,
the looks her brown eyes gave me,
and the words her smooth hands said.

its strange that I've come here again
to where love could knock me down.
But I don't care. I just love life
and, for the moment, I can see nothing but eyes so brown.

gallagher
14 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1978-04-15

Saturday, April 15th, 1978

I can feel myself, I’ve grown beyond our love now.
I’m taller by far than I used to be
the world and all its fears no longer scares me
and I can feel myself running free

I’m no longer bound by love to be a leaner
I make my way by knowing need’s a bore
she wishes after what she’d like to have now
but my need is gone and she can’t hold me anymore

with patient hours I try to reconcile
the pain her need is causing more and more
I say I’d like to see her if it feels good
but her pain is driving her harder than before

then I think I don’t need to really see her
when all she wants is to have me as before
and our hours are filled with such painful struggle
that I wonder what I need the hassle for

I’m free and she can’t seem to understand it
I love her still but now its something more
she like to own me outright but she cannot
my love is mine to give, so unlike before…

gallagher

15 april 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —