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 IVERSENChampagne 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.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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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’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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And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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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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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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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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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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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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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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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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Experience has taught me to tell the difference between a man that wants to tame me, mute my voice and claim me, and a man that is bold enough to let me be free.
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A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.
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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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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.
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