A pussy is much more than something sexual between a woman’s legs.

So why do we always make it out to be?

It’s soft and tender,
Delicate and sublime.
It can hold you together,
Keep you safe and warm
For long periods of time.

It’s loving and affectionate
And will know when you ache,
Then console you
Sweetly and gently
Taking the pain away.

Most times it’s funny and laughing
A real joy to be around;
Then sometimes it cries
As emotions build up
And make it feel down.

Soon it’s back to normal though
Making it through each day
Doing what it knows best,
Not letting anything
Get in its way.

It’s more than something
That gives life its first breath;
Love, affection, and natural instincts
Take over to nurture
Us through life’s enduring test.

Many of us take one for granted,
Viewing it only good for one thing,
But when the truth be told,
It’s a combination of emotions
That makes it so accepting

So much can be said about a pussy,
And how sexy one can be;
However it’s easy to forget
It’s just another part
Of a woman’s anatomy.

Today’s pussy has more than sex,
It has character in its soul
That runs deep inside the one it’s on
Only to show what it is
To make a woman whole.