Guess who’s flying free now? You, a mere speck of the ground. And I, lost and found amongst the clouds.
GEMMA IVERSENLet 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.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
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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.
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You pack your whole life away as many times as I have, and it’s no more than routine. But in you I’ve found a home, more so than anywhere I’ve been.
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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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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.
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I am ruled by emotion. She is a fickle leader of a volatile kingdom, where conniving skies cast intemperate clouds over my constitution.
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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.
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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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You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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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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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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Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
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Welcome to the heart of me, the purest, uncut parts of me. These inmost fragments that you see, from pain and passion came to be, in blemished, unclothed intimacy, existing here as poetry.
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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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