Sunday, November 25, 2007

Ode to the Quim



This weekend, the Quiminology labs are pretty quiet. Most of our tecchies are home unzipping their pants (after eating too much!!!) and those who ARE in the lab are wandering around looking for leftover turkey recipies. So our research has dwindled, but before we left for our holiday, we paused for a moment. It's the time of year to give thanks...what better to give thanks for than the most important body part we know? Thus it is our pleasure to present....

A Woman’s Ode to the Quim

I’m thankful for so much these days
My breasts, my hair, my bum -
Yet there’s a place I value more…
The place that makes me come.

Warm and dark and tucked away,
It rests between my thighs.
Waiting for my lover’s touch
To rouse it and bring sighs
Of pleasure to these lips of mine
(the ones beneath my nose)
The “other” lips are dewy moist
And blushing like a rose.

Yes, it’s my Quim I hold so dear,
My twat, my slit, my muff -
Whatever name we know it by
It’s never quite enough
To tell of shivers, thrills and pleasure
Incited by a kiss.
That single thought brings heated tears
And moments of sheer bliss.

O Quim, O Quim, I honor you
My private woman’s treasure.
You hold my secrets, hide my dreams,
Your worth I cannot measure.
So giving thanks to Mother Nature
Is something I must do.
O Quim, you magic place of mine,
Mother Nature gave me - YOU.

1 comment:

Susan Edwards said...

Brava! A lovely little poem sure to be included in future Norton Anthologies! I may not be reading it aloud at next year's Thanksgiving dinner, but I'll be thinking of it when someone asks me what I'm thankful for (and laughing like an idiot, making the questioner sure I've gone round the bend).