We met in
A simple land
In a simple time
The people shunned
Us because your were a senior Lama
And I was young woman
We were both broken souls
Who fell in forbidden love

Now things are not
As simple
I am still a broken soul
A loner
Who turned tough
Until I had visions of you
And our love
But was in denial
Until I realized you loved
Me.
Still.

Love is strange
One in the  remote mountains
Lived an a evil Tibetan Lama
Who was exiled from
The monastery
For practicing
Tantric necromancy
So he can bring
His lover
A younger woman
Still a girl
Who died a year ago
The he practiced Buddhism
And his evil ways
Until he started
Vision being back
With his lover
She came back
Body mind and spirit
When the Lama
Saw her at the door way
He heart rejoiced
And he was both
Enlightened and fall
Back in love.
She was as beautiful
As the day he met her
After hearing her sweet voice
They kissed
Their tounges meet and dance
The Lama god between his
Undead lover’s legs
They coupled
Tenderly and passionately
So he wouldn’t hurt her.
For he did not want to hurt her
Or break
His heart again.

I was the full moon
Lighting up
The dark night sky
Bring the night
To life
You were the sun
Who was enlightened
And bright light
To the world
Being the source of
Knowledge
And life
Only at dawn
And at dusk
We will couple as
Forbidden lovers

I was his secret lover
His unspoken pet
Our relationship
Never spoken about.
For I was a young lady
From North America
And you
Were the young Dalai Lama
It was the 60’s
When we first met
I couldn’t resist
Kissing you
And your cute
Yet handsome face.
When we kissed
I looked in your eyes
And I
Found my self in a
Another world
Another dimension
Something that I did not
Know existed.

They meet in a
Web of prayer flags
Near a stupa
A younger woman
Nebo
And a senior Lama monk
Gently
Passionately
And tenderly kiss
And embrace.
Their love forbidden
Hidden
Behind the prayer flags.

In a small town
Not far away from mustang
A young woman
Broken in spirit
Went to a monastery
For refuge
But ended up
Falling in love with a senior Lama.
When they were alone
The young lady
And the Lama
Expressed their love for each other
Emotionally
Verbally
And physically
As they couple
They don’t realize
That the abbot
Watched them
In the forbidden act
And
Had cursed them.
For eternal rebirth
Forever finding one
Another.

There near the city
Of Kutcha  
There stands
A beacon tower
Going there
To the top
Of the tower
Every clear night
To gaze at the stars
To find the find
The face of my love
Who died
As we came here
A Tibetan Lama
I hope to see his face
In the stars
Watching me with love
Guiding me with love
How I loved him.

Little red
Wildflower
A Poppy
In a field with others
Like him
Gently sway in the in the breeze
Sometimes watching the other
Poppies
Sometimes
a couple of lovers
Coupling.

In the middle
Of a poppy field
The flowers in bloom
A young woman
And a young monk
Hide there
To
Share a kiss
A kiss that is forbidden
As they kiss
They couple with eachother
Having their way
Each other
The couple
In love
In a Poppy field.  
And then part ways.

I before I sleep
I let the prayer flags
Play in my hair
And tickle my face
And kiss one
In the hopes
That we will return
To each other
As I drift off
We visit eachothe
In my dreams
I let you kiss my chakras
My collarbone
Then we
Couple
Ever so tenderly
Ever so gently
Ever so passionately
Then I awake to the sound
Of my parents footsteps
Kiss a prayer flag
Hoping the we meet
In the dreams.