And So I think about it,
robes in the basket,
taken off slowly,
his scent I can\'t mask it,
Chlorine and cologne,
I\'m no longer alone,
his member so close,
another swim can wait,
not much I can take,
And so he backs away,
says \'baby don\'t worry\',
he was only thinking of me
when he said:
\'I\'ve got it covered, no biggie\'
And so I remain in his arms,
once more and we become one,
Fun is nothing compared to this deed done,
I stop my worry; I let go,
Yet something deep inside me begins to grow,
Fear? A future life\'s tears?
who is to know.