Wasting time with you will be time well spent
The steamships will be watching us as they float by,
As I take your hand at sunset—with your consent
You can trust this romantic . . . no need to verify

I ordered a clutch of summer dresses and pretty wraps
Of violets and fuchsias and poly-berry tints,
If you would do me the honor and model them perhaps
The effect on me the sight of you would be immense

A woman in a summer dress . . . is that not God’s gift?
The hem of which billows to the rhythm of the wind,
With you on my arm, girl, the other fellas are miffed
Ours is a season genuine; theirs but a summer’s pretend

You see, not everyone is fortunate to share a summer
When concerts in the park are made all the better,
By the shared patch of grass beneath the shade tree
Our being together is a natural romantic tone-setter

Have you ever been pampered inland to shoreline?
The San Bernardino mountains offer a cabin getaway,
Sauna soaks beneath the open sky—with French wine
Binge-watching our favorite shows to the break of day

On to a beach run—oh, what fun!—we’ll go
We’ll transform from mountain trekkers to land-walkers,
I’ll have you mount my back, your body I’ll tow
Once laughter fills the air we’ll drift into sand-talkers

Holding hands as the tide rolls towards us ankle-deep
Seagulls alight into the hue of the descending sun,
Woman, these are summer moments we’ll certainly keep
Your attempt to conjure up better memories? There are none

Love me tender, I’ll love you gentle, we’ll be true
At the end of our rainbow, there, is a pot of gold,
Neither a mirage nor some imagined figment view
We’ll be the greatest summer love story ever told

What is summer without a companion to share
Alas, the outdoorsman in you is so eager to play,
I’m ready to engage you in all the fun you can bear
Why don’t we start tonight—it’s Pamper-Her-Friday….

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

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