Loved Like Roses

House of Heart

In this house

where we meet in light and shadow

where love is made –

and war.

Tonight the stars reflect on a peaceful

field of blue iris.

I need to be loved like roses.

Silvery blades of a crescent moon

slice through fields growing wild.

Transparent things on winged feet

flit through silky Zoysia

nipping at life with amorous teeth.

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