I’ve given thought to your summer needs, woman
Could you be in need of some mid-July love?
Some Pamper-Her-Friday Eve phone call love?
I know, I know, some concert-in-the-park love . . .

I’ve given thought to your summer needs, princess
Would you be interested in a whim Morongo run?
Here, a hundred-dollar free play, slot starter run
A Maxwell’s Black Summer’s Night-in-the-lounge run

Yeah, I’ve given thought to your summer needs, angel
You need a little fun, like, meet-me-at-the-bookstore fun
The first one there buys the first round of lattes kinda fun
I’ll-be-intentionally-tardy-’cause-the-late-one-buys-dinner fun

Ah, yes, I’ve given thought to your summer needs, Sweetness
You need a spontaneous midnight Rancho Mirage getaway
A cruise down Frank Sinatra Drive with the top down getaway
A Cheesecake Factory cheesecake-at-the-Riverwalk getaway

Uh huh, I’ve given thought to your summer romance needs
How about lunch on a paddle boat in the serenity of the lake?
We can jet ski–you aft seat with arms around me–on the lake
At sunset, we can sip Rodney Strong and foot-wade in the lake

Pretty woman, I’ve given thought to your summer cravings
Might you unspokenly crave frozen yogurt on your thigh
Heaven knows I mustn’t leave it there as it melts on your thigh
Mmm, yogurt’s even sweeter when consumed from your thigh

Listen, girl, I’ve given thought to your summertime fetishes
Fresh fruit slush poured into ice trays for–voila–play cubes
Now, there has to be a way to convert these to naughty cubes
Could these be surf-the-canal-of-your-warm-back cubes?

Sure enough, I’ve given thought to your summer laughter, Love
Oh, that itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini
You know the last thing to wear in my proximity is a bikini
Must you traipse around me in that cousin-to-the-thong ‘kini

So you’ve thought about snapchatting me with a summer filter?
Well alright, the cute headdress accentuating the eyes is a go
Ah, the popsicle-red tongue superimposed is a definite go
Come over here, woman, I’ve no time for this Pokémon Go

Of course I’ve given thought to your summer sweet tooth
Remember the old-fashioned ice cream sandwich sweet?
Vanilla cream on a stick dipped in chocolate and peanuts sweet?
A fresh strawberries with french vanilla over poundcake sweet?

Lo and behold, I’ve got a handle on your summer’s romance
A you in my arms as we lay in the hammock, stargazing night
A blanket beneath us in the coolness of the grass kinda night
Sipping on strawberry lemonade as I recite poetry to you night

Would that be alright?

Let’s go.

It’s Pamper-Her-Friday.

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Pamper the woman . . . with a summer’s romance. -Rg2

© 2016 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®