A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.
GEMMA IVERSENDeep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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Champagne on our lips and desire on our minds and you can leave those painful memories behind and you can bring your hand to my heart as we kiss. There’s nothing else but us on nights like this.
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She can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.
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Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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Let me show you how words can make merriment from the most bitter melancholy. How words softly spoken, can heal even the most insidious of wounds.
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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.
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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.
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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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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.
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I looked again at my new ring and in that moment all I knew, was that the greatest of adventures would be revealed in with you.
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Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.
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You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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I strip. In low light. In the silence of my room. I strip like an act of confession. Unclothing my meticulous mind and teasing language from the vestry of my soul.
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Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
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