Past life in Tibet

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To the love of my life. My companion my lover my teacher. I remember that you woke me up at pre-dawn before the morning meditations and you kissed my crown, third eye, throat,chest, lower chest, lower belly and the deeper part of me so slowly and softly. I almost climaxed. Then I grabbed whatever silver short hair you had and told you to kiss me. Your lips hovered over mine and then you kissed me passionately yet tenderly. I wanted to be with you but you got dressed in your robes and left for morning meditation. I understood why but still i cried my self to sleep until you came back so we could make tantric love before the first meal of the day. I would watch from a distance and listen in when you talk about the teaching of Buddha and scripture. Waiting for you to teach me yoga which you turn into another love making session. I usually hid in you chambers so the other monks and lamas wouldn't notice me. I think they look down at me so I just read material, which I found fascinating in your room until it is time for dinner. You always requested that you have dinner in your chambers so you would be with me and I would tell you what I read and you give me your opinion and wisdom to the conversation. Seeing that spark and love in your eyes. I remember that night after our conversation and dinner you guide me through the Hindu karma sutra, me trying not to make noise and then I would fall asleep in your arms and you would kiss me good night even though I was dead to the world and cormfortable in your your arms then I would feel you fall asleep to and we could feel each other breathing. I cherished these times. I will always love you and you are so so precious to me.