Yeshe my darling.
The next morning in the moon caves the sun was out. And just like the moonlight the sun filled the whole place with sun light and light from the water.
I woke up to you asleep, I too had a good nights sleep. I kissed gently on the lips and woke you up. You pressed your lips against mine and I opened up to let you in to kiss me. We kissed for most of the morning until you got the idea of coupling in the warm water.
I got undressed and kissing you as you got undressed led you to the water. Where in the warmth we kissed gently and passionately.
As we kissed you gently rubbed my womanhood and then my breasts. As if it were tantric. I could feel your hard length tickling me. I drew you with my leg and let your length into me. You started to kiss my neck and collar bone as you gently humped. As you kissed my body I moaned Om mani Padme hum.
This was one moment I didn't when to end. We got out of the water and got dressed, heading back. Thank heavens that the air was warm, like the water.
When we got back... we both started writing poems for the both of us to read. When we read eachothers poem which were similar in nature yet beautiful and erotic. I guess this meant we were to be with eachother.... something I already figured out. I kissed you and we the coupled.
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Amoung the prayer flags
RomantizmNebo was a young woman who did think she'd fall in love a man or a monk at this. But her looking for shelter lead her to true in the for of 60 year old yeshe tsang. This is talking place during the first Dalai Lamas. Based on my past life. Thi...
