Plants of fire lay above the screen in the powder room
The cove in which my lover comes to say hello
Come over,
Peel this orange off my skin
Remove this film from my trim
You’ve shown me twice and here again,
this love should always defeat the dark without any fear
But,
Solemn eyes through the fire
Staring back at me
The thought of jealousy
Cannot be confirmed,
Yet the thought of anger
thoroughly succeeds.
Only two faces remain
Melted together
And a guaze
Pressed up against a wall with no end
About the Creator
Tessa Tabor
visual artist and writer
creative photographer on and off social media @tigerlilliiie
www.tessatabor.com
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