We were practicing the positions
While love making
“Claudia, would you like to run away with me to Tibet.
I always wanted to be a Lama.
And we will be safe!”
I said that was romantic
But I had commitments
To my art.
But thinking back in the morning
I thought I had nothing here to live for
And I told you that
And that we can live in Tibet.
And idea was that I could teach the monks or locals
As it turned out
We ended up in Lhasa
In a small monastery
We kept to our selves
And you got groomed
The piercings still there
Thank god
We made love regularly
Until we got married and you
Started to study.
I took to sketching
The locals and the other monks
There was one young monk
That I kept sketching
And we started
To have feeling for one another
When became native I. The language
Taught him my karate in front
And soon we ended making out
“You think I am beautiful?” I
Said repeatedly
He said yes and kissed me.
When I wasn’t with you or him
I drew ****** sketches of this beautiful young man.
You found out
And cast him out.
I was angry
But for a short while.