Mummified

He wrote for 70 days  
before he got started  
a single love note  
within each single strip  
 
Obsessed with the process  
inoculation for preservation  
of my hollowed body  
with white linen  
 
My tortured love  
gently handles me  
with black gloves  
and quiet care  
 
His mummified bride
leaving my heart inside  
because its aorta pipes once  
played music to the tone of an organ  
 
So wherever I go  
I'll be a big fabric star  
spilling into the afterlife  
with trails of cloth for him to follow  
 
Over 100 yards of  
meticulous wrapping  
especially over my heart  
where it's slightly tighter, overlapping  
 
Nourishment for my dry heart  
not one single crevice  
is shown of my natron skin  
each strap smoothed over  
 
And sealed with a  
single electric kiss  
and I swear  
my dead heart  
 
almost skipped a beat