Daily Archives: December 20, 2013

Romance Cottage, Calif.–10:33 p.m., Pamper-Her-Friday:

____________________________________________________________________

What we have is strong and tender . . . hold on
I’m feeling Sade at Christmastime
If God perched you atop the highest mountain
I swear, woman, I’m ready to climb

I’ve got my gifts-satchel slung over my shoulder
The snowfall is trying to discourage me,
My prayer to the heavens: ‘I just want to hold her’
A higher romance this must be

This journey to you I’ll see it through
My jagged edges are like the mountain’s side,
Only you can smooth my ridges, true
I need a woman in whom I can confide

My deepest Christmas wishes are far from material
Neither of us can purchase what we feel,
Groupon? No; Burberry? No; Amazon? No . . .
I’m in need of something mo’ betta, mo’ real

Like, I’ll be the tree, you be the ornaments
We’ll both be the precious water at the base,
Let’s get this love temperature just right
Not one gumdrop of romance will we waste

You see, so very many are going without
at this most philanthropic time of year,
But I’ve got my priorities in order
Having you in my arms is what I hold dear

Have you ever heard of sledding uphill?
It’s an endeavor of a man out of his mind,
Call me crazy, insane may be even more apt
But I consider you the ultimate find

Can I unwrap you, girl? Can I clap for you, girl
like a standing ovation at a holiday play?
You’re the grantor and I the grantee
My lone gift wish come true, as we lay

By the log fire I’m in need of the entire
embodiment of romance in your eyes,
I’m nearing the peak of the mountain
And I’m shedding the St. Nicholas disguise

I’ve weathered the storm; can I keep you warm
My winter cottage awaits us–what do you say?
It’s the 20th day of Christmas, Love
I’m a little early . . . because it’s Pamper-Her-Friday.

_________________________________________________________________________

***

Unwrap her heart and pamper the woman. -Rg2

© 2013 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

“Snuggle and Strudel”

Brrrrr, it’s cold, babygirl, come just a little closer
Ready for a holiday treat fresh from the oven toaster?
Cinnamon apple strudel–hand made–but I’m no boaster
That Santa-believing little girl in you, can I host her?

I mean, gosh, what’s the point of being a grown-up
if you can’t sometimes be a kid?
Your stocking was empty last year, prior to me
I had a talk with St. Nick, um hum, I did

I said something like, ‘Look here, big fella . . .
there’s a woman dear to me on the verge of disbelief . . .
could you possibly make a reindeer stop on the west coast . . .
no matter how late or brief?’

Now, bribe the Ol’ Jolly One, I did not
Absolutely no mention of a quid pro quo,
He rattled off the address like a seasoned mapmaker
Wow, how on earth did he know?

Beats me, but no wonder Mrs. Claus has never left his side
come rain, sleet, hail or snow,
Word has it that Santa was once a multi-lady player
But laying eyes on the Mrs., she simply stole the show

His player’s card was immediately revoked
The woman rendered it null and void,
Santa went soft, a big ol’ teddypolar bear
And the elves were more than a little annoyed

“She’s gonna take him away,” they feared
But no thought was further from the truth,
the Mrs. had the most inviting spirit
the perfect treat for the collective sweet tooth

Made him a better man, the lady surely did
And he’s been spreading cheer ever since,
Yep, credit the love of a special woman
I’m one you don’t have to convince

I’m a believer, yes sir, I’m all in
Now come take a bite of my strudel,
I wanna whisper something in your ear, girl
A carol, a jingle and a watchamadoodle

Let’s get this holiday party started . . . .

_______________________________________________________________________

***

Snuggle. Strudel. Doodle. Romance. -Rg2

© 2013 Romance by Rg2®