The Lion's Share Of My Heart Poem by Mark Heathcote

The lion's share of my heart is molten
It has mingled with hot alloys and zinc
It now wants to grow feathers
It now wants to be a phoenix.

The lion's share of my heart is broken
Darling what part of you?
Do I carry home alone?
I'm now like a fish missing the shoal.

You are the biggest part of me the best.

The lion's share of my heart you've eaten
You devoured it, just leaving me a ribcage.
Now I'm like an empty boat taking on water
Where prayers anchor, drown unanswered.

Darling what part of you?
Do I carry home alone?
Now all this amber nectar
All this honey has been harvested
Now I've scoffed down all its gold.

Yet, darling I-still hear bees in the hive thrumming
Humming, they're dancing
They're still pointing the way,
Darling what part of you?
Do I carry home alone?
I'm now like bee larvae, awaiting your return home.

With the biggest part of me the best.