A poem for my vagina
Nothing could be finer
My cunt
My pussy
is sweet
Like a flowering orchid
Enfolding
Enveloping
Developing
Unravelling
and travelling
It’s one route
Don’t shoot me
down in flames
Don’t play
your stupid games
Where would you be
without me?
My strong bold cunt
enveloping
your useless front
Try to fuck me up
Why don’t you?
Haha…see where it
takes you
With your timeless guiles
your pretend smiles
Point your cock
in my direction
Doesn’t even rate a mentiob
While I’m down
on my knees
Your cock
I’m trying to please
What about my pleasure?
That you take
at your leisure
What about my vagina?
Nothing could be finer
My cunt
My pussy
is sweet
So let us meet
in mutual rendevous
I’ll put on my red shoes
Dance for you
so divinely
so finely
So…do I prick your conscience?
from
time to time
While I’m being
divine
Well…Fuck you..
i like the line: ‘my strong bold cunt’, but have always disliked ‘vagina’ – too clinical; and the rhyme with ‘finer’ seems vulgar to me.