A Love Letter To My Vagina

Dear HRV,

You are amazing, you know that?

I mean you have taken some pummeling in your life time, you have seen some dark days, you been up you've been down, you've been violated, you've been loved, and still you've given love, you've given birth, and you've never asked for anything.

There is a me without you, but there is no you without me. I've come to understand you, after years of hating you, after years of feeling intimidated by you, after years of not trusting you.

I've learned to cherish you, even on those days where I feel like you've been sent to terrorize me, even on the days that I think I deserve better than you, even when you woke me up and I was uncomfortable and you were cramping, you deserved my adoration at long last.

Sometimes, I joke that I should have had a penis, instead of you, but what would I have done with one? By now it would have dropped off or gone limp.

The things you have achieved have shown me that I myself am ignorant, I am afraid, and I am incomplete in my finality. For heaven's sake, you pushed out 8.7 lbs of human, and we won't discuss the amount of human you have taken, including the ones you did warn me against but I being an abysmal romantic, refused to listen. You are my number one player, and I love you.

I love the way you quiver when approached by a knowing adversary, how you give each one the appropriate and welcomed reward. I adore the way you challenge a lover to caress your grooves while plunging through your resistance to the very core of your rebellion and with no apologies I am in love with the very look of you.

You and your beauty are worth every whisper of praise given, you are worth every drop of spent bliss and to be completely honest, I have no idea why I haven't spent more time loving you, for myself.

She is without shame, the most
beautiful part of me. Her Royal Velvet

Sharing you on occasion is worth the idea of the invasion and possible threat of mutiny because you simply bask in the affections of others like a sinfully spoilt brat, now accustomed to the finest treatment and most extravagant nourishment. I have come again, to love the adoration of your suitors as much as I love you.

Forgive me for the many times I have starved you, or have fed you what you thought to be garbage, and I will forever find you the most wonderful, and complete little kitten ever.

Sincerely,
Me.