The ghost of A young Tibetan woman Who died of a Mutilated heart Stalks the streets For the one who Killed her She had no time No space No present Until someone mentioned Her name She then finds time Space, The past The present The future For that some gave her life back. Her justice Her some validation.
There was a Tibetan Lama Who fell captivated By a young girl Whom he meet From Canada The Lama and girl Courseponded on by email Giving each other promises Sweet somethings And pet names They fell in love. The Lama Promised the girl That they run off to Tibet To old Lasha To be together But before that could happen The girl was ghosted and Found why Her beloved was Was harassing others After she and a friend ganged up and reported him to the law. Now there is a hole in everyone’s heart.
As we wake up I loving kiss your chakras I kiss you on the crown To your root chakra I tease and pleasure you. You then do the exact same Stopping at my mouth Then continue with The chakras And kiss my womanhood My root chakra. I feel an intense pleasure I live to feel.
As we talk As long as 1 months I feel that You treat me as a human And treat me as a queen And you desire me I feel like a goddess And I desire learning more about you Please free me from North America And my soul.