and then one day in a garden
        a lovely fragrance sifted on the summer air
        softening an August evening with daydreams
        too lovely to disappear with the golden light

        only to appear again on the night winds
        like a silken caress

        carrying perhaps the essence of ancient memory

        of woman as she has evolved… and can become
        truly comfortable in her own skin

        celebrating her own life
        emulating her own accomplishments

        surrounding herself and those she loves and touches
        with her own attainable sensuality and mystique