We don’t need the beach
Where the oceans climb the mountains of our feet
Where the teaming stream sings the song of leisure and the sound of the sea collides with the walls of our ecstasy
Sunset beautifies the face of the waters
We don’t need the cinemas
Where our eyes are glued to TV screens
And our hands converse with popcorns
Where we witness comedy and tragedy
Mingle like kids on playground
We don’t need concerts
Where endless strings and bass drums distort the melodies the lips of our gazing eyes sing to each other
Where the noise from the cheering crowd deform the shape of our beautifully sketched hearts
We don’t need the eateries and fast food joints
Where our magnetic windpipes inhale the fragrance of delicious meals
And our pocket discord with price tags of their services
NO, we don’t need them
Cos right now
All we have is all we need
Just the two of us
With two pair of active lungs, beating hearts and both hands interlocked in the four walls of genuine contentment
The cinemas are our sky as we steadfastly watch the stars act and become our admired characters
Feeding on our smiles
Our conversation sounds like music and night grass where we lay is our playground
Our own self-made beach
This, where we are
Is our perfect date arena
