tattoos woman: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Hope

On a cliff at dawn in tattoos woman, 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 tattoos woman,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “tattoos woman, tattoos woman, tattoos woman!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “tattoos woman” bliss.