Free Speech- My Vulva, My Clit

Finding Femininity

I stared down at my down there, it was big, pulsing, covered with remains of selfish love.
It held power, love, femininity and spoke of womanhood.
I’m a woman and I’m beautiful.
As I stared at the two friends, flaps of grace and beauty, chilling side by side,
I knew that I had arrived, at the point of embracing that I am beautiful.
No more, no more wearing tight jeans that tortured my vulva.
No more, no more wearing things that suffocate my beloved.
I’m letting go, letting my queen reign.
I’m letting go of societal expectations, my vulva, my clitoris want to breathe!

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Just a snippet of the book to come!

 
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