marks on me; marks on you

The marks
On my arms
On my hands

I traced
Them
During a time

When I thought
I would never see
I would never hear

From you
Again

Each one
Tells a story
Of us
Both together
And apart.

You say
You will
Mark your body
Too

For me
For us

I wonder

Wait to see
The markings
Learn your speech
Learn your language

Of love.

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