With dusk comes silence

With dusk comes silence of a closing day,
Concealed in the depths of sheltering woods,
You’ll find a quiet girl ready to play
The innocent, as you uncover goods
She would have you know are undiscovered;
But, in her naïve tone, there’ll be a hint
She is quite prepared to be uncovered;
So pull her floral skirt up; if the print
Distracts you for a moment, compliment
Her dress sense and the freedom of her style;
But do remain on track and don’t relent,
Although her charming giggles make you smile,
As you strip off her clothing and dispose
Yourself between her thighs at the day’s close.