This poem is called Smoking on love clouds

if all that I can ask
is that you sit next to me
in this grass and watch these clouds
fade away along the blue
on such a lovely day
please,
take the time to inhale
exhale
witness the glory in simplicity
and when the epiphany hits you
like a euphoric state of mind
kiss me
deeply
til you can taste my truths
without me saying a word
til what I feel has been translated
in a language that only we understand
then release
& gaze upon the product of a recipe
made from ingredients lost amongst our generation
that has stirred for years
slowly brewing to the perfection
found within this moment
here
in the grass
watching the clouds float away
we courted long enough.