Of Necessity

You need me, and it's true

I live where clouds are low

Descend to kiss the honey

Of your body, very slow.

So very much you need me

And in all my years of heaven

I have never known a need

As from you to me is given

Between us in the sheets

It is perfect seduction

Conceived in smoke of loneliness

Born beyond this wedlock

Out of this necessity

Chained here to the earth

To this Love we chained ourselves

Knowing what was needed

With your Cohen and my Brel

We spoke one and another

Lyric language poetry

Re-positioning our limbs

As prepositions for each other

Joy and Peace we named

The children of our unity

The milk and honey of your breasts

Flowing from necessity

Of water stored

Of stars and mud

Of bread and rain

Of milk and blood.

poem by Frank Bana
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