My Love

2016.11.10, by Blast Ant

After André Breton’s “Free Union”.

My love’s smile is a seed of the sun
A glowing cockade
On velvet terracotta
On hot brownstone
That pulses and cries

My love’s neck
Is the bronze tang of God’s chisel
Is a cradle of molten copper
With a nape of autumn longings
Begging for kisses

And was loved