KK and Colorado— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
What changed with her in the mountains?
her spirit and candor spoke straight to me
until I could resist no more
and now her eyes mean something to me.
How strange … does love create its own reflection?
no matter, its right … I miss her love.
How could I not love this woman?
Strong and open, intelligence and thoughtful,
loving and needing love, independent and fair,
she’s a wonder of a human being ….
The more I see into her … the more I see
every question squarely dealt with and answered
every emotion lived … not hidden ….
But I suppose, most of all, its her love,
her love that she gives so freely,
that I need most and least understand.
I hope she doesn’t find me lacking
as she dances her heart into mine.
gallagher
Long Beach – about Kathi K.
06-14-78
Archive for the ‘Years’ Category
1978-06-14 KK and Colorado
Wednesday, June 14th, 19781978-06-15
Thursday, June 15th, 1978Its a waiting game I feel myself living— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
I’m always waiting, my heart’s unforgiving
and the days pass ever so slowly now.
I wake up at three in the morning
thoughts of Rose and my heart’s hole yawning
thinking about all the ways that she loved me
and waiting … ever waiting for love’s return
After work in the evening’s sunshine
I’m driving home to an uneasy waiting time
and these empty afternoons, Lord, they get so long
every moment alone is an agony
I’ve got my son and he waits … he waits with me
for love to find me and make my heart whole
Between the wine and the mornings I wake up at three
I live at work so the waiting won’t bother me.
but sometime, sometime you’ve got to go home
Three women I know that that love and treasure me …
and when they’re here my waiting’s free
but the time they give me is all they can
they all belong to other men
So between these hours of love and the working days
I wait … and wait …
for the waiting to go away.
gallagher
15 jun 78
1978-06-17
Saturday, June 17th, 1978They measure me … and I them— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
my friends … my lovers
we all measure each other
by our capacities and understandings
and, in the relief between us,
we see ourselves
gallagher
17 jun 78