“A Valentine Eve Romance”

I’m careful not to look too far afield
A one-nighter, however, seems inappropriate,
Pamper-Her-Friday or Valentine’s . . .
Could I be your Poet Laureate?

The Romance gods have put them together
Two consecutive days of our lives,
I’m not suggesting you reserve them both
But, in truth, good company revives

The heart of a woman, the spirits of a woman
A poetic man is vital to your health,
Sure, you could go with him or go it alone
Yet, what about the intrinsic wealth

Of our shared laughter across the table
and the layered stories of where I’ve been,
Listening deeply to your simple dreams
A toast to life and remembering when

Romance entailed a whimsical eye-speak
My ask to carry your college books,
A red envelope arrives unannounced
Your attempts to hide the I-like-him looks

Go ahead and smile, you romantic woman
I see you clearly from afar,
My poem you read the last hour of work
Yes, I’m aware I’ve somehow raised the bar

There are mortal men and immortal men
Some live a life, others a lifetime,
Come sit with me, I’ll make martinis
We’ll soon grow deaf to the wall clock’s chime

Lost in each other, engrossed in one another
My father said, “Make her want to come back”
Free will is the essence of a wondrous romance
Whatever your need, my company won’t lack

Today, tonight, tomorrow and its night
Pamper-Her-Friday or Valentine’s?
A one-nighter seems rather inappropriate
Let’s take them both and blur the lines

I wanna toast to life; I wanna toast to love
God knows you deserve the getaway,
Poetry, laughter, and a midnight dance
Our Valentine begins this Pamper-Her-Friday.

Will you be mine?

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Pamper the woman . . . like a Valentine immortal. -Rg2

© 2015 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®