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My charm and good looks,
spark your attention.
Attraction

My confidence and humor,
keep you aside.
Demise

My emotional heart,
slowly tearing us apart.
Smart
1st Poem Posted!
Readers will either love or hate this.
 Jan 2016 Chalsey Wilder
A Lopez
Aching for someone's kiss
I reached out to a player.
Seeking affectionate amor
I reached
Out
To
A liar,

Aching for just one to hold me
I sold myself for less,
Degrading
My
Self.,,,,,,
In the process.

Aching for an aching lie
An itching tale
I kept looking
For doosies
Being a flusie
In other detail.

Aching
Wanting
Desiring to have.
I lost the past things that were good!

My advice to those
Seeking
Amor-----
Give and except your
Amor
To and from god
He is
The one who won't
Cheat
Lie
Steal from
Hurt
Or beat
Scorn
Tear
Burn
Or bruise you,

God
The amor worth fighting for---------
And also
Its an everlasting relationship-
He won't leave you!
 Jan 2016 Chalsey Wilder
A Lopez
I want to be
Your present perfection
Not
Your past
Memory..............
Everyone is an art.*
We paint ourselves with different colors, shapes and meaning. We are like art we can be interpret from different point of views. And we are great artist because we evoke emotions from our audiences. If we let them see anger and violence they might feel scared and when we you show them weakness and shame they will mock and taunt us. If we let them see an astonishing part of ourselves they might fall in love.
*People are artist and their soul is their masterpiece.
We must treat ourselves like a piece of art.
 Jan 2016 Chalsey Wilder
Loveless
A soul
Broke into two
While coming
To life
Formed
Two bodies
One soul
They are
A twin flame
Separated apart
Dying to meet
Longing
Feeling the torment
Of separation
Getting weak
Each passing second
Incomplete
Without each other
Like a missing piece
Of a puzzle
Though still alive
Alive
To meet and merge
Into one
Once again
About twin flame, as I know it
About It's journey
The ultimate love
 Jan 2016 Chalsey Wilder
A Lopez
I want to be
The
Trickle
Of water that
G
O
E
S
D.  
         O
                   W
            N
Your
Throat!
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