My life has always been an open book. Let's keep it that way. No pretenses, no BS, all pure self-expression for the love of love, truth, honesty and justice.
I am an aspiring photographer, DJ, artist, writer, composer, singer, makeup artist, host, manager, educator, cook, explorer, traveler, certified diver, PCGA member, businesswoman/entrepreneur, full time wife and mother all in one - some I have done, the rest to follow in God's time c",)
Join me in my journey through this so-called life. You are most welcomed to tag along and touch as many lives as you can! :)
- For the love of recycling (and Mother Earth)
- Truth about rains and rainbows...
- My April FB Handlers Collection
- Keep dating and keep being in the game of love!
- New Something Something for Moi!
- It's Time...
- My Last Words to My CNX Friends and Family
- April 2: The Reawakening
- April 1: The Calling
- My 2012 40-Day Lenten Challenge
- My 2011 40-day lenten challenge
- My 40-Day Lenten Challenge by Caticat Gabronino on Thursday, March 10, 2011 at 10:49pm (Part 2)
- My 40-Day Lenten Challenge by Caticat Gabronino on Thursday, March 10, 2011 at 10:49pm
- hear me... see me...
- bituin
- she found home
- Of The Wounded Healer: Healing others in spite of our own wounds
- all about VIRGO
- so i write again, about love and what not
- Pag-ampo alang sa mga gipiling opisyales sa dakbayan sa Sugbo
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Sitting by the beach Tasting the salty air on my skin Clouds barely covering blue skies Waves of sweet temptation for sin I sing of songs in my head Playing as a lark on Olympus I touch the softness of your skin bare As if I hadn't been touching air You look at me and I stare through Your eyes melt mine on tangent My mind sees you afront But I dare not look so ardent Why eyes fixate upon mine? Why heart scrambles to pulsate as normal Tensions linger in the air as I Beg to discover your feelings so trivial It had to be you Who kept staring at me You try to pretend not to look But I know still though I didn't see It had to be you I've caught one time Throwing glances at me More than just for nines September 14, 2006 at Seaport Restaurant, Bohol Tropics |
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