P - U - S - S - WHY?!

PUSSY.

Not allowed to say the word as a child, it became something I spelled.
I was admonished that “pussies are private”, never to be seen, touched, or smelled.
I was convinced pussies were secrets to be hidden in the dark out of sight.
In a chest with no key, away from the light.

As I grew older and wiser and became more aware
I wondered about my “body secret” in which even I didn’t share.
What was this swirling vortex at the center of me?
What role did it play in my life’s choreography?

More and more frequently my pussy caught my attention
But strangely enough it remained something no one, not even I chose to mention.
Mentioned or not it continued to change, growing hair, sometimes throbbing, and making me feel strange.
And still no one spoke of my pussy transitions,
So alone my pussy and I coasted without intervention.

P – U – S – S, WHY?! no one addressed my pussy conniptions I don’t know.
I felt lost and alone with nowhere to go.
It made me suspicious of all of the things they had said, like “pussies are private” and touching them bad.
I was left to my own devices about which I was quite mad.
So touch my pussy I did and I soon became glad!

I had found the key to the treasure I had long locked away.
I fell in love with my pussy right then and there, some might say.
I was enamored, enchanted, even OBSESSED, and I didn’t care.
I had found the rest of me though it had always been there.

The feel of it, the smell, and the things it could do
Filled me with power and strength all anew.
A woman fully I became on that day; with a newly found understanding of ALL that conveyed.
I COULD BRING LIFE through the portal that is me
That is who and what my pussy enables me to be!

P – U – S – S, WHY?! all the secrecy, the mystery, the shame?
Why the embarrassment over the very essence of all things humane?
The secret’s revealed, the mystery unraveled
And like a thief in the night, away the shame traveled.
As this knowledge permeates my brain and radiates from my eyes
The doorway to life is what I carry between my thighs!

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