Mine

"Mine" He growls to her.
"Mine" She whispers in response.
A truth undenied.

Comparisons pale.
I am his and he is mine.
Many dare to try.

The truth is proven
hour by hour and day by day
In a glance we know.

I may touch the hand
of another from time to time
but his is my match.

The heart and spirit
do not listen to conducive
rules made by the mind.

"Mine" he growls to me.
"Mine" I whisper in response.
A truth undenied.