and we were punctuated in five ways

and somewhere we became an ellipsis
our bodies unmoored from stable ruts
in the road.

(i will wait)

and perhaps i was seeking a period
a destination demarcated by your skin
unable to see the validity of your pause.

(i will wait)

and then there were the parentheses
of our limbs, tumbling alive together
pressing secrets together in sighs.

(i will wait)

and we moved into hyphens
our statements floating between
beginning and end.

(i will wait)

and so i hold your eyes in apostrophes
walking toward a present tense
punctuated by the evening of our hearts.