My dearest Lama Yeshe.
Went to the poppy fields after I gave Poppy my milk. It was still moonlit because the moon was still full and everything had a ghostly glow. When we arrived it was a bit cool in the air but I was depending on you to keep me warm. We kissed, our lips and tounges met. Our tounges danced as if the it were an exotic dance. Those are the best kisses.
As you kissed me you undressed me kissing my body at the same time. You get between my legs and you then kissed and massaged my womanhood...your tounge did it's own dance while inside kissing and massaging. I hugged your head close to my inner body as you kissed my womanhood.
I looked at the moon and thought it looked like you. I felt you kiss my chakras from the bottom up all the while stroking and petting your shaved head. At this time I felt you enter me....making love to me. Embracing me as if I was leaving. I held you and kissed you.
"I promise that as we get reborn, I will find you," you whispered and kissed me deeply. "And our love will continue."
"I hope so...." I said with a tear in my eye dropping on my cheek.
We got dressed and left before it got too cold. We walked hand in hand back to our home. Were we continued the love making. We had to sneak into the house so not to wake up the care taker and Poppy. When we got to our room we had tantric sex. All the while we kissed. I grinned my hips against your length witch was inside me. We did this in the moonlight until the morning.
I just hope your promise comes true.
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