You assured her I was capable
I saw in your eyes that you meant it.
It was then and there
that meaningful place in the middle of nowhere
on those rocking chairs.
It's in that car
and on that beach
in front of that sunset
through out that sparkling park.
There was a look from a stage
a returned wave and a flicker in our eyes.
It's music.
It's in that hotel room
in your smile
and in my laugh
in our words
from early on.
It's the rusted keys resting by my bed
and the books stacked on your shelf.
It's important and it's luck.
It's you and it's me.
It's us and I am glad
it is.
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