Is it ok that I touch your heart?
I promise to handle it with care,
Massa it ever so gently
Carefully erasing every scar,
Is it okay that I heal your wounds?
So at the slightest touch you want flinch
But look deep into my eyes where I hide no disguise
And know that I hear yet I’m here for you
Is it okay that I can care so much?
While you disregard my hugs
With a simple shrug
Yet, I still long to be entrapped by your love
Is it okay to move at a steady pace?
I promise not to push you to hard
For I’m aware of the pain that troubles your soul
And the layers of scars that it holds
Is it okay I desire to lay my head on your chest?
While listening to a symphony within your breast
And learning your heartbeat
With every rhythmic breath
Is it okay I encourage you beyond repair?
So when you look at the man in the mirror
You want recognize the person that seems to glare
Is it okay to pull you in close to me?
Inviting you to sit down ever so precautiously
As I take off your shoes and socks
And clean, rub and kiss your feet
Is it okay to repeat history together?
Take a long look back and see what went wrong
But this time your finger print will be on every event
For now you’re able to recognize the character of men
Is it okay that I hold your hand?
Soft Hands, Strong Hands, Creative Gems
Oh! How they Glow
Indeed, you have the Midas touch
Every piece of me is branded with pure gold
Is it okay to desire a kiss?
Out of sheer utter bliss
I live for this
For your kiss takes control of my soul
Embraces my spirit and peels off the flesh of old
Your kiss grabs a hold of my spine
Shackling every disappointment….bruise….abuse…..and lie
Disintegrating them until they are no more
Now you’re the only one I adore
Is it okay to love you long….hard….true?
In every wind and wave through and through
Plus by no coincidence of reflection
You see me and I see you
Yes I am an ugly duckling but beauty is spurned within
Please allow it to be seen
For here I stand
Is it okay?
Tamara’s life has been a series of events. Life circumstances have taught her quite bit about men, women, finances, children and much more. Tamara went through depression for ten years, plus anxiety and stress in every last one of those emotion roller coasters. She suffered from PTSD as a result of childhood molestations from age 8-11 and a gang rape she was subjected to at the age of 13. By the age of fourteen and eighteen she was pregnant, both resulting in termination of pregnancy by abortion. She was married twice, four years with the first husband and fourteen years with the second. She also endured two miscarriages from her second marriage. Lastly, in March of 2013, Tamara had to undergo surgery to remove a cancerous thyroid gland.
Tamara is a mother of 4 beautiful children and the daughter of Johnny Lee Bennett and Christine Harris of Panama City, FL, and the descendant of African American, Bohemian and Indian Heritage. She understands what it means to grow up with a diverse culture and by being black and a woman. Tamara was a former model for Panama City Mall and The Members Only Club. She was a member of the 4-H Clubs, attended Girl Inc., dance choreographer, creative writing, singer, author, mentor, community activist, PTO and SAC member, (E.E.C.) Early Education and Care President and Policy Council member, and the Founder of Queens of S.H.E.B.A. (Simply Helping Eloquent Beauty Arise).