It was the farts that ended it.
Not the first ones
the stolen
sheepish
covert toots
which surprised us both
and made us laugh
at the sheer novelty
of each others bodies
acting like
all bodies do.
No. Not those.
Over time titillating ticklers
turned into raucous rippers
occasional to frequent
comfort to apathy.
There was one last fart before it ended.
That turtle-burp tolled for me.
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