By terry
Date: 21 December 2000
Completion
In that single instant of ecstasy, I knew completion
Completion of the sort I had only dreamed of on the darkest of nights
Within the deepest of dreams when my psyche is bare and open
To the electrical stimulation of random synaptic firings of a million neurons
Imprinted with feelings of love
And sparking your name repeatedly
Within the deep recesses of my brain.
And while I have felt many things over the years,
I had never felt a sense of being complete
Of belonging to a place and a time
And yes, to a person,
In quite that manner before,
With quite that assurance
Or quite that depth of feeling
As I did in that single instance with you.
Because it was confirmation of my heart
And proof that all those whispers before only spoke the truth
When they emphatically intoned
She is the one
She is the one
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