tenzini Tibet


Stolen Day

Under the shadow of my life
I have secrets hidden from your eyes
Some stolen days from my withering routine
Whence in death of night I sneaked
Wanton quest to calm my blithe heart
Into the mirth of my mistress bosom
Warmth of fragrant bed ease slumber  
Seditious mind often rebuke wasted heart
Ruined urge from the love of night

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