balou

Chasing the angles of your body; up, down everywhere al along the throbbing veins of your beautiful neck.... I love finding tiny replicas of constellations all over.... drawn in freckles by the sun, they drape themselves along your body like a backdrop to a dream.... the blissful sound of your breathing, your eyes shut. Beauteous like an artists sketch.... I love losing all sense of where i am as i smell your loveliness with my eyes and my tongue hears a song that feels like beauty.... Leaving me with aphrodisiac daydreams and an addiction for your presence!----Celi

tee hee, just in case i got lost when i was a kid......

where was i suppose to hold on to this? Im my pampers? it was bigger than my head..hahaha.

---how is it the celi always manages to get ink all over her hands and arms.... i didnt even write with a red pen?????

i just found this pic.... oh how i miss my fam. in mexico