Chlorine and Cologne

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.