The Necessities of Life

Come with me. Maybe we could learn to live
On nothing more than air and water, our love,
What we find in dumpsters (such romance
There is to that). I feel as if we could,
You know, when you are here, and all we
Have to share are words and city lights.
You laugh. That's such a foolish thought.
I also laugh. I know it is, but you lead me
To disregard the mundane facts of daily
Life, like money, eating, going home.
We cannot live on air and water, but
I'm growing certain that I'd perish
Without you.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-03-24 at 11:56

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
What a lovely enchanting poem. I recall feeling and saying these things once to a young woman, many years ago. Alas, both were the stuff of dreams but oh, what dreams!