Henry Hubball - Finding Lost Love

Marginally I'm going to be
Fragmented in love and death
Because I can't find the centre
But if I came apart at the seams
If I should fall into a thousand pieces
Which part would you find my love to you in?
Would you take away a fingernail?
Or perhaps a lock of hair?
How would you decide which part?
Well my lovely one when I go
You could take the merest atom
Of any matter of mine
For my amorous adoration
Lay ubiquitous
But if you must choose
Take a tiny space in the auricle
For this vacancy was where the passion
Lived its last love

Henry Hubball

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