Ahh the power of words, amply indeed eagerly demonstrated. It is good to see that D. H. Lawrence has not lost his power to lasciviously ‘inspire’, we shall soon, I imagine, be enlightened but in the meantime one is given to wonder which of his works Tamra was reciting, mayhap some verses from ‘Rose of all the World’
[…]By all the blood of the rose-bush into being -
Strange, that the urgent will in me, to set
My mouth on hers in kisses, and so softly
To bring together two strange sparks, beget[…]
[…]Blossom, my darling, blossom, be a rose
Of roses unchidden and purposeless; a rose
For rosiness only, without an ulterior motive;
For me it is more than enough if the flower unclose
Whatever, they certainly worked their magic; most assuredly aided by the gorgeous vision that is Tamra. Upon viewing this set a word comes to mind which alas, cannot legitimately be applied, this being mellifluous, a word redolent of a flowing smoothness, softness, warmth, honey languorously dripping from a spoon, softly yielding… Attributes that this set surely possesses in its aura of amiable (very amiable) companionship as Katia and Tamra intimately get to know each other, two beautiful girls enfolded in a delightful consonance of colour and light. The passion of poetry seamlessly succumbing to the passion of desire, bodies yielding, melding to each other, two becoming one.
In a splendid series of compositions this set admirably captures that aura. My thanks to all concerned, Katia and Tamara especially for a set that is delight to view.