Having Sex Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I have begun to notice,
With more frequency.
The less having sex I get,
Hearing about others doing it...
Has me trying to remember,
If and when I had been involved?
And...
Did my toes curl like some say,
Theirs do.
And then I am left to wonder,
If having sex would cure my neuropathy.
To take away the effects of the numbness.
At my age,
Having sex these days...
I want to know about its medical benefits.