Organs Of Donation

My Funny Valentine

I'll pluck your eyes from their sockets
I'll take the still-beating heart from your chest, wrenching it through the cage that protects.
Oh I'll rip the kidneys and lungs from your body.
I'll unpick each lash from your eyelids
and tenderly untwine your hair, being sure to leave the follicles intact.

And although my very being will break at the loss of you
I'll rejoice at doing your will, as you live on in others.

But the words you whispered once in my ear
The song you sang the first night we met,
The electric touch of your hand,
These I'll keep.