~ Jaida ~

The gentle grace of a woman comes into view when the light of dawn breaks across the garden.

This seemingly delicate blossom has hidden away in the corner of the garden, her fragile petals tightly wrapped about her to hold away the hurts. She has known pain, she has known heartbreak.

But for every flower, comes the sun. And the rays of light come again for her, moving across the garden in the stride of a man.

This flower blossoms again. Her bruised petals part to open and they softly reveal the woman beneath. She rises and steps into the center of the garden, taking the place that is hers again.

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Vibrant cheer bubbles from the fiery haired priestess. Femininity flows around her with her graceful motions, the fragrance of flowers on her skin and hair, her happy and musical voice. She dresses to engage the senses in delight, sensuality or passion and is often wearing an ornate choker with a pendant on a delicate chain with whispy skirts, jeweled adornments, silk or dark leather.

She dances to her own beat of soft and sensual tones or deeply heartfelt ones that dictate the currents of her life...

Extreme- More Than Words
Extreme- Hole Hearted
Richard Marx- Right Here Waiting
Christina Aguilera- Show Me How You Burlesque

And for all that everyone sees..there is always something more hidden behind the silken veils.