Midnight Hike

Stop and smell the autumn scent traveling through the midnight air.
I arrest myself to share the moment while take a hike in the middle of the  
night.
She was tight while I was loose from a quarter bottle of Grey Goose.
To tell the truth we wanted cigars but we didn't wanna take our cars, we  
took a hike in the middle of the night.
Her conversation had my mind wound up tight whilst her body looked  
right under autumn moonlight.
White widow's bite left impolite sentiments as we vent to each other.
Our eyes undress each other while confessing our sins for each other.
Our fingertips caress each other as we lock hands.
Under midnight moonlight we stop and tear at each other because we  
knew from the start we were ripe with sexual passion.
After confession under cool moonlight our hike lit a fire of desire  
burning ever brighter till the morning light.

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