Her writing accurately sums up much of who I am, who I continually strive to be. I am honored (but embarrassed) to share these two short, eloquently written paragraphs.
Tamlin, pet femme extraordinare, writes:
| " I sit beside you,
reflecting. You look so pensive that I suddenly want to gather you into my arms and
comfort you. I lightly lay a hand on your thigh, smiling softly. We chat
softly as I stroke your skin, feeling suddenly self-conscious. I talk about my
penchant for body aesthetics. I speak less of my fascination with your own
aesthetics, but admire quietly, relaxing somewhat, laying my hands on your body with a
sense of reverence. "This, I think, this which houses your gentle spirit, your soul, your strength...it makes such a powerful whole. I marvel at the contrasts, the melding of spirit with gender, the delta of male and female. Just the outside, but part of your self, nonetheless." |