Past life in Tibet

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Yeshe.   My anger and affair with Thubten end two months, I snuck out when I saw you common clothes I recognized you face and lack of hair. I ran out and kissed you. You cried when I greeted you, kissed you and embraced you. You were sobbing uncontrollably and said that you tried killed your self. I kept resureing you that I would come home and that I forgive you but that no more women in your classes.  I thought I  heard a yes but it garbled with the crying. You're trembling. I knew then that you meant it.   "You go back home and I will be with Poppy," I said kissing you.  "I have somethings  to do first." "Alright," you said. "How old is our daughter?" "Three months." As I ran in a plucked a red prayer flag and hid it in my dress.  When I was in Thubten was a sleep and I wrote him letter saying that the affair was over and that I had some one who I loved more.  I took Poppy, our stuff but Poppy screamed waking Thubten.  He read the letter and asked what I was doing? " I am not in love you Thubten, I was looking for revenge, " I said.  "But I love you, your beautiful and deserve better," Thubten said. I ran out and left for good.  Poppy and I arrived at home. I saw you, you looked like you're crying. Putting Poppy in her bed and i headed to our bed room. The room was beautifully decorated with flags and erotic Tantra art and it was red the walls. I drew you closer to me until both of us were in the bed and we kissed gently yet passionately. While kissing we embraced and explored our bodies... taking our clothes off at that then got between the blankets. We shyly coupled.  "What made you name our daughter Poppy?"you whispered while kissing me.  "Our poems" I said.  After we coupled we had a talk. I told you that I was only with Thubten was out of desire, despair and revenged. And that I was in the wrong. I cried. I told you that he was good to Poppy and he was a decent lover.   I apologized.  Then we continued to couple and make love. You said it's fun making children that we should continue. I smiled and we kissed and coupled. You got between my legs and started to hump while we kissed and exploring eachothers bodies.  We kept coupling unless Poppy needed me or my milk.  Then we coupled again. While we coupled for most of the night I saw that sparkle return and your gentle smile. I stroked your face and told you everything was going to be normal again.  "My dariling Yeti, " I softly whispered to you. We slept in each other's arms.  The next morning after our morning coupling you woke to the sound of someone running away. I followed you and say two pieces of paper. They were a love letters and poems from Thubten. I gave them to you to destroy while I tended to our daughter.  Then you said "that monk is creepy for stalking you." The letters and poems lasted a month. Then they mysteriously stoped. All that time Poppy was crying and fussy as if she could sense the bad karma and negative energy. Babies are receptive to things that we don't even now about.