The Jazz Player-Prose for Pros 36

It was a cover up story!

We were in a rush
Excited souls
Ready to tumble
Into bed
Ready to caress
Ready to lick
And kiss
What bliss

But then
We realised
We discovered
We found out
That his cock
Needed a cover
And the cover was hiding
Hiss

The cover was at home
The cover was not discovered
The heat had to simmer
The passion lament
As we drove
To find condoms
We steered our way
A crisis

Sexual explorers
Seeking the skin
Of untroubled sex
And we did find
We returned
And covered the hidden
And we learnt
About haste

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