Delicate Emotions in jessica mandala

On a cliff at dawn in jessica mandala, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with jessica mandala,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “jessica mandala, jessica mandala, jessica mandala!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “jessica mandala” bliss.