Hand kissing is sacred, high romance and I think we need to revive it
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“I was a baby butch who had never heard the word and so didn’t know what to call myself until I first heard that word out loud in 1992 in the back stacks of Little Sister’s bookstore. I wore second-hand army boots three sizes too big and cut my own hair with clippers and met what I didn’t know at the time was my first femme lover and bought my first necktie and she called me handsome and that one word handsome made up for two decades of knowing I was never really all that pretty.”
— Tomboy Survival Guide by Ivan Coyote (via biandlesbianliterature)
My heart has never felt so full until right now. It seems like you were made for me and I for you.
we are not a game of chance, my love
we are a symphony and the universe is conducting
Imagine…
Imagine going out into the chilly night with your f/o(s) to go see the local Christmas tree lighting or one in a town nearby. You’re huddled together to keep warm as you view the shimmering lights and take in the cheerful atmosphere. You are about to leave but as you do, you and your f/o(s) manage to catch not one but two big candy canes that were being thrown to the crowd!
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