“Romantic Tidings He Brings”
It’s so much better to give than to receive
Tonight we’ll shed the self-centrism,
My lady, you deserve a holiday reprieve
Come, unwrap this Friday pamperism
For starters, I’ll garnish your eggnog with a dusting
of nutmeg–and cinnamon for good measure,
There, a pair of sweatersocks lay by the fire
Slip them on, taking note of the treasure
Beneath the tree as I get nearer to thee
I come bearing a special gift,
I’ve done all the chores, even made you s’mores
And in my arms, woman, you will drift
Into the night, I promise to make it all right
Can I sing you a soft carol or two?
Chestnuts roasting on our open fire
I’m nipping at your nose–Love, that’s your cue
To nip at my lips–reciprocate
Hold on, let me dangle the mistletoe,
You’re nibbling like a woman on the verge of love
Easy now, you’ll awaken something below
Yes, can I be oh so naughty
But tonight I’ll try to keep it at nice,
If you’ll sip on me, I’ll sip on you
You’re the nog and I’m certainly the spice
Tell me a secret . . . not just any secret
But a deeply held one from long ago,
That one wish Santa forgot to honor
Give it voice, I’d like to know
Was it a heart-protector or keepsaker
who would understand your glads and sads?
Or a promise keeper and smile reaper
A companion who’d last beyond the fads?
A home builder and ready-tool wielder
A repairer of damage from boyfriends past?
I realize we don’t always get what we want
But there’s sweet redemption in being the last . . .
The last of your wishes that was never granted?
Consider it here and now bestowed,
Precious things do come to those who wait
And for all my love, angel, nothing owed
It’s Christmastime, I call it pampering time
The best gifts reside in the littlest things,
It’s Pamper-Her-Friday, you can close your eyes
Romantic tidings to you I bring . . .
. . . tonight.
Pamper the woman . . . like a precious moment eternal. -Rg2
© 2014 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®