Strange Sounds

How strange it must sound 

To your ears when I say 

My womb wishes to be infecund.

 

And how strange it must sound 

To my ears when you say

I must not have thought it through. 

 That I had wanted one or two. 

 

It might sound stranger still

When I say

It wasn't about the pill

But rather the life you thought we would share 

If we both had a pair. 

 

But stranger things are abound

And how strange it must sound

To both our ears

When the silence 

Follows our fears.