“Their Romance Covenant”

. . . I agree, we’ll keep it bedless.
Did you hear me?
Let me re-say it: We can keep this bedless, love.
Per your request.
But in no way can we go touchless.
I’m as needful as a newborn in that regard–if you
go handless with me, surely I’ll become breathless.
I’m shameless in my self-awareness.
I’m keenly abreast of what I need from you.
Though I certainly won’t make you trustless
of my declaration of love for you–that’s needless.
And by no means can you go heldless.
A woman is Godformed to be held.
Oh, you’ve heard less?
Well, they’re truthless.
Didn’t hear me? Okay.
Stand there;
Sit there;
Lie there;
Drive there;
Think there;
Breathe there;
Reminisce there;
Cry there; and
Regret there . . . alone. Without my hand-therapy,
my touch-therapy.
My listen-therapy.
My just-because-I-care-therapy.
In no way could I be thoughtless.
So, yes, we’ll keep this bedless–at your request.
I like the thought of our being problemless. I do.
Though I can’t promise us tearless after summer’s end.
Unfortunately I can’t.
But let me say this:
YOU WILL NOT GO PAMPERLESS!
Our summer’s romance deserves no less.

(She’s speechless.)

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Pamper the woman and forever live in her soul. -Rg2

© 2012 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

Vocals: Simply Red’s Mick Huck­nall