Hours of Bliss

''I've got a surprise for you'', he says.

On a very cold and windy day.
Smells like snow, too.

''The cabin!'' she guesses.
''Yep, the cabin it is!'' he confirms.

 Back to their beautiful, wooden cabin 
perched up on that slope,
up in the mountains
for just a few hours this time.
Her sweet, 
thoughtful,
comrade in lust
has arranged everything.
As usual.

The wind is howling again up ,
it is getting darker
not a soul for miles around
and the obliging owner
has the fire going
and the radiators on.

And hours of bliss
awaiting them...