Favorite excerpt —
"You're so beautiful," He said.
"You're elegant and deep,
and innocent and wild."
"You saw that there?" I said.
It was like he read my palm.
"I saw that,"
He said, "And much, much more."
Bob stayed looking for almost an hour,
As if he were studying a map,
Observing the moon,
Staring into my eyes.
But it was my vagina!
I watched him looking at me.
He was so excited.
So peaceful and euphoric.
I began to get wet and turned on.
I began to see myself the way he saw me.
Like a great painting or a waterfall.
Bob wasn't afraid, no, he wasn't grossed out.
I began to swell.
I began to feel proud.
I began to feel beautiful and delicious,
Like a great painting or a waterfall.
Bob wasn't afraid, no, he wasn't grossed out.
I began to swell.
I began to feel proud.
I began to love my vagina.
And Bob lost himself there,
And I was there with him,
In my vagina.
And we...
Were...
GONE!
I went curiously and left deeply moved. Who would have ever thought, the Vagina Monologues would be a tearjerker?
