the pussy explains itself

you may think it odd
but I refer to her vagina
as Oz…

the great and powerful

pink or purple…

I used to wonder
about the flavor..

if it’d be sweet or salty
or bitter

but the pussy explains itself.

I used to wonder
what it’d be like
to dip in the ocean
that’s clear or off white

but the pussy explains itself.

I used to wonder
after the first try
why it stayed on my mind
day and night

but the pussy explains itself.

I used to wonder
about that look in her eyes
from between my own thighs
as she watched the drool drip from my lips

but the pussy explains itself.

I used to wonder.
I used to try to figure it out
but I realized
there is no way to find the answer
no book, no potion, no magic, no sign

the pussy explains itself.