One, The Other, or Both

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Would it matter if this writer has a dick or a pussy?
Could I describe my love of women?
Of men?
If you knew my crotch,
which would offend you?
Your fear is your envy.

What about the head?
Soft and warm,
it caresses my lips and tingles my tongue.
Gently it glides in and out,
filling my mouth with flesh,
confirming that a man lies before me.

Now a woman is on her back with accepting eyes.
The intense aroma greets me as I spread her.
Exploring with fingers and face,
I taste joy as her shoulders contract.

Who has never tasted either?
A mouthful of him/her reveals intricate paths to communion with all things left unsaid.
Why deny us?
Your fear is your envy.

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