Cami*STAR

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  • Growth

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • Her Box

    Painted Polished Taken For Granted She is Boxed In an imaginary world of Pandora -C*S 2016

  • My Man and his Smokes

         Call me batty               Call me bonkers ~There is nothing sexier than him blowing smoke out of his sultry lips~ ~His strong arms holding me tight while he whispers sexy nothings into my ear~          Call me batty               Call me bonkers       My          Man              and                 His                    Smokes

  • Dandelion Love

    My love for you is like running through a meadow of long dandelions, It is wild! It is tantalizing with a touch of basal leaves. Cami*Star

  • Stormy Rides

    Under the moon, Under the stars, I shine upon you and you upon I, Through frivolous rivers, Through misty waves, I ride you forever in day, Flying with wind, Flying with torent, I swish along with our binding skies, I love you today, Tomorrow And more, No matter what storm, I shall ride it out…