Dearest Yeshe
My precious moon of enlightenment. The sun of compassion. I remember us making slow, shy and passionate love in your chambers. Our bodies untwined together like snakes in the candle light. I had to keep the noise down so not to disturbed the others in their sleep. Holding your head close to mine while kissing. in this life and can still feel you and your heat inside of me. In this life I am no longer flexible or do tantric yoga with you because my body has a faulty back. And I am old and undesirable. I go go look for you. I love you my wise lover.
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A monk and his love
RomanceWhenever nebu decide to leave her family at the age of 16 to be with a monk who is 50 years her senior she ends up falling in love with him. And being in love with him she find out who she truly is and what the world really is like both loving and h...
