I remember those evenings
you sitting there all contented,
with me so attentive asking you
would you like something more to eat

I remember your rosy cheeks
your breast growing more bountiful
and I thought, god how **** you are
when you looked at me
with that wicked wanton look

I used to think, oh my goodness
much about you and your *** drive
and I used to think maybe,
just maybe, I should always have you impregnated
just so we both could have our way

I remember listening to your stomach
my ear pressed firm to your smooth perfumed flesh
and in those moments I'd hear two beating hearts
strong powerful hearts at that, it was yours and our baby's

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris