Comments about Celestia Black
My Best Friend Is An Angel
Her hand, delicate like a summers breeze, skin like flawless silk, eye’s so deep and blue you fear you might drown in them, she walks with an air about her, her confidence
she wears for the world to see.
Is she perfection? for I see no flaw
To talk with her you learn from her words and teach with yours, she listens attentively and talks friendly, a conversation never run’s dry, she has so much to say and so much to give.
Is she perfection, for I find no flaw
When she takes the stage, weather it be to sing, dance, speak or act, weather it’s just you and her, she ...