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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.

Gemma Iversen

I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
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Audacity Feeling Myself Short
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.
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Hold Myself Protection Warm World Yourself
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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Existing Fragment Heart Intimacy Poetry Purity
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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Arms Comfortable Myself Safety Search Skin
How are you yet to learn? I don’t want grand gestures. I don’t want the world on a plate, the best life has to offer, material things or flashy gimmicks. I just want you with me.
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Best Learning Life Material Offering World Yourself
Stay with me on this long night, til the dawn turns crow skies bright. Bring your skin to join with mine, and make in me a transient shine.
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Love Night Relationship Sex Shine Skin Sky Stay
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.
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Body Burn Darkness Mirror Poetry Sacred See Temple Word
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Heart Kiss Lips Mindset Night Relationship Romance Yourself
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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Constitution Emotion Leadership Myself Rule Volatile
But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Cage Heart Myself Protection
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Act Confession Language Light Mindset Myself Room Silence Soul Teasing
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Healing Sadness Soft Word Wound
You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Deserve Love Worth Yourself
I’ve brought myself back to life more times than I can remember. And when I say I brought myself back, I mean, I have clawed, clambered and coaxed myself from the precipice of self destruction.
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Hard Time Life Myself Remember Struggle Time
And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beneath Love Moon Stars
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
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Angry Fools Myself Reaction Shame

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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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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