I drew an exclamation point in the air
I watched it float around
It moved with the people
The wind
The noise of the city

I saw the exclamation point
Just floating
And so I decided
To turn it
Into
A poem

Not so different from this one
Was the poem

I picked up a pen
And wrote
And wrote
And wrote
In the air

And you saw
Me writing
My poem

And you saw
The exclamation point
Floating
Towards you

You said
Tell me what you know
And I told you
About the poem
And the exclamation point

And you smiled
And held out your hand
And I put a pen in it

And we wrote in the air
Beside the point

Punctuation floating round our heads.

Not enough for time
Broken for a head start
Indecisive comfort
Harder as the one to part

Genuine in a fallacy
Secrets from the heart
Unsure intimacy
Simplicity is a lost art

Risks too alive
Gone away for the smart
Silent explanation
No goodbyes for the depart

but your smile is a fence
and I know it would hurt
                            
                                       That is not what stops me