One winters night
The yeti and his flower
Tenderly kiss
In the light
Of a full moon
As she sits in his furry and warm
Lap
They embrace eachother
Exploring bodies
To keep warm.
The yeti was muscular and furry yet hairy
Where as his flower was soft
As they couple
He enters her
Making her forbidden flower blossom
Again.
How he loves his delecate flower.

It was dark and cold
Winter
The young lady
Doesn’t dare to leave
For fear of freezing to death
She couldn’t help with the food
So the Yeti provided
Her with meat
And love.
During one of these winter
Months
The yeti and his flower
Coupled with eachother
Hoping to have their ways with eathother
They embrace
Kiss
Their tounges danced
As they couple
By the warm fire.
There the two become one.

When he savage lover
Her skilled lover
Was asleep
The young woman went into the water
To clean herself off
Both physically and emotionally
Then she see her yeti store
From a good night’s sleep
The young woman called to him where she was
Then left the water
She went her unusual lover
And sat on him and kissed
Him
Their tounges softy dance
As she pleasures him
Not for ****** pleasure
But for love.

The yeti woke up
To find that his flower
Wasn’t there
All he hear was the word ma’re
Being repeated and screamed
He recognized the voice
It was that of his beloved
She was in distress
When he found her
Being ravaged by a monk
This one was young
Trying to kiss her
She fighting him off.
He enraged beat the young man to his death.
Then yeti
Took and carried his flower back to
Their love nest
He took the young woman to the springs
And saw that she was bloodied
Black and blue.
When she stirred
He thought she near death
And stayed with her until she recovered
The first time they couple
The young woman
Was combative
Until she realized who was kissing her.
They were gentle kisses on rough and sadistic.
Then she realized her lover
And let him in
So the can gently couple
“I am sorry for leaving you,”
She wept.
The yeti and his flower kiss
There tounges meet and slowly danced
A comforting dance
As they couple.

Farther in the cave
There were some warm springs.
The young woman found
This secure place
And told the Yeti about it.  
As they arrive to the spring
And they swim in the springs
Before coupling in the water
As they kiss and couple
Their souls become whole
As the young woman
And her skilled lover
Make love.

In a secluded poppy field
The young woman
Running in fragrant breeze
Though keeping her savage lover
Close to her
In was a nice spring day
When the Yeti
And the young woman
Saw eachother
There in the poppy field
They kissed passionately
While they held each other.
There amongst the non judgmental
Poppies
The two couple
Knowing no one while see
Their forbidden love.
The flowers only understand.

The moon was full
The young woman went out of the cave
To see it
Out concern
And out of love
The Yeti came out with her
To view
The moon
He didn’t want her violated
She realized that he was there
She turned around
And there in the moonlight
they kiss
Their tounges meet and dance
As the have their way with eachother
While coupling
Passionately.

The young woman
Snuck out of
The Yeti’s cave
To meet some friend
But friends she did not meet
But a monk
Who wanted her to be his slave.
She ran off back to the cave
Only too see her attacker chase after her.  
When she came back to the cave
She screamed
As if murdered
Waking the yeti
But the evil monk
Attempted to rip her clothes off.
When her savage lover
Saw what was happening
He flew into a rage
Killing the monk.
Frightened the young woman
Hid in a corner.  
Sobbing.
He came to his flower
And tried to comfort her
With kisses
While embracing her
As if she were something priceless.
The young woman did not
Want to couple
But
When she knew she her unusual lover
She felt safe
In his embrace
While they shyly coupled.
She promised
Never to leave again.
And kissed her gentle yeti.  
His love unconditional.

tell me why I dream of you
is it because at that same moment
you are dreaming of me too?
is it because energy doesn't lie?
whatever was between us
just doesn't want to die