The mark has been cast. The iron was heated with red hot flame
The branding iron has permanently etched upon his heart, her name.
The wound, cauterized instantly upon coming into contact.
There was no need for any verbal or written contract.
Just knowing he was hers sated his soul.
The burning in fact has made him whole.
Once he roamed free and was owned by none.
But within his being, passion burned as the sun.
Then one day he saw her radiant beauty.
Wanting her for his own, he felt it was his duty.
Yet he was the property that would receive her brand
And her every wish became his exquisite command.