Every time
I close my eyes
For the night
I only see your face
The gentle smile,
The playful sparkle
In your eyes
And your slim features
As we couple.  
How I love you.

I cherish
One of the first times
That we coupled
We kissed
Ever so gently
Ever so tenderly
Our tounges
Doing their forbidden dance
Then you kissed
Each of my chakras
When you came to my root chakra
You gently kissed my womanhood
My body was awash of love
And awash of pleasure.

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.

In a remote monastery
A Tibetan Lama
Meditates
But in distress
For he
Can only see
The ghostly face
Of his lost love
Who haunts him
Every time he closes his eyes
He can see her making love to him
A gentle girl
Until he left her.  
He can still hear his voice
Saying to her
“I'd like to be reincarnated as one of your tears, because I'd be born in your eyes, live on your face, and die on your lips.”  
Now just sweet nothings.

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.

I remember
In a past life
That we were lovers
Your were a Lama
And I was a young woman
We had a happy
Yet forbidden life.  
When you died you were
Reborn
In this life
Every Halloween
I looked for you
And you visited
My dreams.
I thought we would be in bliss
Then you turned
On me.
I have to be aware of my safety
And the safety
Of my people
It was never meant to be.