Erotic PoetryHospiceTheir hospital gowns
allow them easy access.
Amid the cacophony of
protesting heart monitors,
She rides him,
her breasts against his chest.
His hands grab her shaven head, and
she feels his warm spurt within her,
smiling at the wonder
of life taking root in death.
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