Why do I go into the talklamakan desert
To trace the steps of my love
His gentle Buddha like face
Engraved in both
Mind and heart.
I travel with a broken heart.  

Why do I go into the talklamakan desert
To see the last places
That my love
Went to.
The memories
Of our coupling
Seared into my being
I travel with a broken heart

Why do I go into the talklamakan desert
To find the disembodied
Soul of my love
Memories of talking about the teachings
Bookmarked in the heart.
I travel with a broken heart.


Why do I go into the talklamakan
Desert
To be reunited with my love
Into a place of souls and demons
It’s night
I sleep next to
A watch tower
Hearing: “nga kayrangla gawpo nebo, I always will!”
Was this the last place he went
I travel with a broken heart.

I dream of the times in Lhasa
When you were still with me
Coupling in the eachothers arms.
Then I hear his voice
“Nga kayrangla gawpo yo nebo, I always will!”


I awake in the middle of the night
In the middle of the talklamakan
I finally see him
Still that monk I loved
But he was undead

I did not care
We embraced
And kissed
Our tounges danced
We both wanted to couple
But he was a zombie
And I was alive.

I hold him
As if he was so precious
I gently kiss him
And I walk into a town
Crying to my self.  

I traveled with a broken heart.

The young woman
Desire both the Yeti
And showing
Off her odd lover in the town
But her skilled lover said
Ma’re
No she thought
So she had respect his wishes
But she grew tired of the cold cave.
They planed to walk in the mountain passes  
In the dead of night
On night
One when the moon was full
And bright
They walk along
To avoid humans
They go deeper into the mountains
As the walk
She kisses her savage
And skilled lover
“Kayrangla gawpo yo.”
She said.
They embrace and explore eachothers bodies.
They couple
Her doing most of the work
To satisfy
And to love.

The young lady was out in a field when she saw the moon raise
While she picked flowers
The moon white and grey
Reminded her of her lover…Vajramrita the Yeti.
His handsome face.
She runs to the cave
Greeting her Yeti lover with a kiss.
Na kayrangla gawpo yo, Vajramrita! She said as they kiss.
She takes the Yeti to the field
To couple.
The stars were clear and the moon bright and round
There under the cosmos
They couple
While the universe pulses through them.
Vajramrita, the Yeti, asked
His lovers name
The young lady said that her name was…
Poppy.
And she was as beautiful as one.
There in the field andmoon light
They couple in the chilled autumn air.
As one being.

With billy idol’s
flesh for fantasy playing
I noticed you
Climbing into my bed
I first saw your shadow
Then you
It was you yeshe
My love
While cuddling
And kissing
You got between me
And we started
To slowly couple.
It felt familiar
Like in our past lives
In the mustang.
It felt loving
Then it ended me saying
Kayrangla gawpo yo
And then a kelaphe.
Good bye
With a broken heart
Until the next time.

Yeshe
My darling
I haven’t forgotten you
Nor have I given up
I just stopped
So I can delvope compassion
So I can delvope happiness
So I can find my self.  
Kayrangla gawpo yo
And I will always.

Every night
I see prayer flags hanging
Over my bed
They tickle my crown chakra
Lovingly as I sway my head to the music I listen to.
As a way of saying
“I love you”
Then I remember
Our forbidden relationship
How passionate
And love filled
It was.
I kiss a prayer flag before bed
Hoping we would meet again
In this life
“Nga kayrangla gawpo yo Lama Yeshe Tsang.”

After seeing her beloved
Cry during his meditation and studies
Claudia decoded that her art and her marriage where important
She forgot about her secret lover
The only lover she actually
Had was Lama Boris
Her punk lover.
And Karate
She concentrated on her martial arts and then Boris
At night
While they made wierd love
In the moonlit room
To the song diamonds and guns
Not only was the passion and attraction back
Her Boris muttered something in tibetan
that She could not understand
“My love what did you say?”
Claudia asked curiously
Then it got creepy
When he said what he muttered
Was I am a Buddha
She got freaked out
He kissed her
And explained that he had an enlightening experience
Will he saw her beautiful
Face in the moonlight
“ you were so beautiful my rose,” Boris said.
As she saw his piercings close in the moonlight
She didn’t blame him
For saying that
Claudia tried to say “kayrangla gawpo yo,”
Studdering it.
He took her close to him
And the made out in the moonlight
She couldn’t believe she was
Making out with who was a punk Buddha
She never kissed a Buddha.