Carved by the initial of his name
Not on the stone, not for fame
On her hand, beneath her skin
Not with the tools, but they claim

They claim her as his for life
Not with a blade or with a knife
On her hand, beneath her  skin
Marked her as his for life

Scribbled in the font unknown
Casted in the ink not known
On her hand, beneath her skin
Framed the label as his own

The bond between can't be denied
Her heart also, by him occupied
An unseen chain coalescing akin
Did not break whomever tried...

© by RH