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And if it’s true that trust, like happiness is a choice, then I’ll take this leap of faith.

Gemma Iversen

You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beautiful Charm Warm Yourself
I wished for nothing more than the warm crushing of your hold. It would be strong enough to shield me from the world as I grew old.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hold Myself Protection Warm World Yourself
I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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Beautiful Deliver Happiness Pain Verse Word Wrap
Burnt mirror, smeared glass. Do you like what you see? If my body is a temple, then my poetry is the darkest vestry. My mouth is a chalice, and these words are sacramental.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Body Burn Darkness Mirror Poetry Sacred See Temple Word
And again I’m in your arms. Searching your skin for some small comfort. Your touch, this time, is love’s purest tender. Your hold, for now, is a fortress I feel safe in. Maybe, once more, I can call your body home.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Arms Comfortable Myself Safety Search Skin
I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Audacity Feeling Myself Short
I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beautiful Care Job Money Myself Person Relationship Wreckage Yourself
Call me reckless, call me hopeless, say it to me, implore. Call me feckless, call me helpless, call me all those things and more. All I ask if that you heed the one good reason you’re ignored. Judge me all you like, its not you I do this for.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hope Ignore Judgement Myself Name Reason
With all these past fears still written on my skin, it bruises me to let you in. Trauma’s that this body holds, still guard these tactile lips untold.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Body Bruise Guard Hold Lips Past Skin Writing
Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Angry Beautiful Person Study
To all those I have loved and left, please know, it wasn’t you. For though I’d not wish you bereft, this heart seeks pastures new.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Up Connection Heart Love Myself Seek
What’s the end game? Well, when hate is your agenda, and my own is but love, then this game is not one in which you feature, and my end, is a far-flung world from yours.
GEMMA IVERSEN

End Feature Game Hate Love Yourself
I was told I could break free if I wanted to. That my wings would mend with time. But how can I mend a part of me that was never built to weather a storm?
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Build Freedom Healing Myself Storm Wings
Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Appearance Beyond Brightness Deep Existence Happiness Myself
He loves me. He loves me not. Perhaps I’m one that fate forgot. Perhaps I wasn’t made for this, to lose myself in love’s first kiss.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Fate Forget Kiss Lose Love Myself Relationship
Rise and shine, rise and shine. Fractious hope in life divine. Rise and flicker, rise and fade. Til’ death’s clasp I can’t evade.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Death Divine Hope Life Myself Rise Shine

And if it’s true that trust, like happiness is a choice, then I’ll take this leap of faith.

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