I lay in my bed
How I desire you
Crave you
Crave your kiss
Crave your touch
Crave your love
Compassion
Crave your being in mine.

It’s winter
In Canada
And in this life
I have company
But I am lonely
I miss you
My beloved
Your kisses
Your touch
Your body against mine
And our Tibet.

Cuddling
And exploring each other’s
Bodies
As we kiss
In the candle light
You ran your mouth and hands
On my silky
Soft and luscious skin
As I do the same
You were the opposite
Skin and bone
Aged
And mature
Though when love is involved
I don’t care.

It’s morning
You were about
To leave me for the day
To be a good example
For the other monks
You hold me and I can feel
Your hardness under
Your robes
But before leaving
We kiss and embrace
Passionately.

As I lead you
To our bed
We kiss
And we undress
For tonight I will be loved and pleasured
As you have my way with me
In the candle light.

As you put
My legs into
A split.
You kiss and massage
My thighs
Then as you
Cross from the
Right to left
You stop and kiss and massage
My womanhood.  
As if you’re worshipping me
Like a deity.

A young woman
Sits on the couch
Looking in a flame
A flame that reminded her of
The passion and
Kindness
Of her lover
From a descent past life.

As I practice my
Tibetan and calligraphy
I felt lonely
For my love
Is not around
To lovingly teach me.

As I run away
From your murderers
I hide for few days
Then I return to your
Lifeless body
I am saddened
With the loss of my lover and master
I wanted kiss you fair well
But I couldn’t bare
The sight of it
I slowly climb a mountain
To slowly end my life
With the cold
My last breath had your name in it
Yeshe.

Our souls
Universally
For every together
I still remember
You saying
“That nothing lasts forever
Except for our love!”
And then you kiss me.