Her Marked Heart...

To write love on her arms;

With the very ink that touched her heart,
With the very eyes that caught her gaze,
With the very grasp that held her hand,
And the very lips that brought her happiness...
She has given her heart to him,

Will he return;
The words that left his subtle lips; 
And calmed the weary storms...
The eyes that unlocked her consciousness;
And made her stumble...

The time well spent;
Counting stars amongst the blanket of the darkness...
Catching the sunset while it ripples through the sky...
Watching the moonlight as it danced across the translucent lakes...
Memories - everything from first glances to last chances...

Could she let the ink materialise?
Fade as though it was never there, 
Leaving no scars;
Nor marks,
No signs...
Will her heart revive? 

To write love on her arms...