Marked

You seek simple things
things no money could ever buy

A touch gentle enough 
to bring moisture back to her core
so that you can bloom again 
under the quiet mercy of the moon

A spank that guides her 
beyond time and space
somewhere love and peace 
are not fragile
but eternal

And a soul that finds yours
at the edge of the world
and holds you there 
and murmur against her skin 
That you are mine... 
you will always be mine

For I shall make 
indelible imprints 
on your skin  
visible marks 
A brand both 
without and within 
So that every time 
you see it  
You will feel 
and be reminded 
again and again  
That my presence 
delights your soul 
even more than your body