It does not surprise me
That cunt, the word you hate,
Is the one I like best.

After all, cunt is the sound
Of the electric shock
Between my legs,
The sudden jerk of my hips
As they raise to meet my fingers.

Pussy, the word you use,
Is merely the soft sound of breath
That escapes my lips
As I pull your head upwards to meet mine
With a sigh.

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