“… who needs a needle
to thread the seamless labyrinth
of the rose?” ~ D. Bonta
Because they bent
too far across the walk
and scratched your cheek
or arms whenever you passed,
I tied the roses back
with twine; and yet
their flushed and creamy
scent is warmer still,
more than the radial glow
of motion sensor lights.
In response to Via Negativa: Thorn.