Procreate Poem by kwane Lamb

To beget with you…my emotions…
Run away…
To see you swell is a blessing…
Each and everyday…

The love not the work…
The pleasure not the hours…
The moans and groans not the sweat…
The inner stuff which kept us wet…

Just to think of another life…
Maybe we should do this twice…
(When will we throw the rice) ?
The day before or the night after…

Now you hide in the bay…
Are you sure this is ok…
This a love child…
Not a (I did you) child…

We are responsible…not in denial…
We did what we did…to have a kid…
It wasn't a bid…
And I still love you…

Do you still love me…
Then think of how happy we will be…