Poetry

Stoned on your Breath

Stoned on the vapors of your sweet exhalation
Basking in the glow of your warm approbation
Calmed by the stroking and the gentle application
Of your fingertips massaging my brow

Stress melts away as you urge relaxation
My mind journeys off on its own short vacation
I guess, in a way, its like pain medication
Or like Zen as I find my own Tao

My head on your lap is such calm affirmation
Of the care that you lavish, seeking no compensation
Save the knowledge that I have such deep appreciation
Of the moments we share like now
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