when my mind
is hushed
then the stillness
of something complete and filled
comes to me

it is then i know
we can be right
and i don't need
to prove
or justify
or explain
with recycled thoughts or old memories
or differences in our personalities
or with what
anyone else has to say.
i feel myself
weeping
with equal amounts
of sadness and joy
with equal parts
of everything known and undiscovered
as if all i have learned
was simply to get to you
and love you
and all i have yet
to come upon
will greet me
for the sheer sake
of keeping you eternally