rosse divine: The Ultimate Story of Love and Discovery

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