“The Substance of Her Sigh”
Will you read to me? Never has a man read to me, she asks of him. A random page he turns. One write in particular catches his eye:
The florists’ business is brisk
The chocolatiers are filled with glee,
Their coffers could I enhance,
But I’ve bottled my poetry
Liquid lust I might have poured
A message may’ve it contained,
But my romance runs much deeper
than a momentary refrain
A customary bouquet I’ll send
Your favorite nuts and chews,
Though they pale in comparison
to this inkling you can’t refuse
That knowing twinkle in your eye
The helpless quiver along your thigh,
The ceaseless burning in your yearning
Am I the substance of your sigh?
-Rg2
Her eyes still shut, she sinks deeper into his lap.
She’s his.
The woman’s all his.
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Romance lives. -Rg2
© 2018 Romance by Rg2®
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Can I Pamper You Friday?
“I, Too”
Instinct tells me you haven’t made plans for Valentine’s
Perhaps mine is a bit premature the thought,
I, too, haven’t set the coming date in stone
What a shame it would be if we both were caught
By the eye of others, the ask of another
You may find a reluctance to turn it down,
Propositions, woman, they come and they go
You’re worthy of a romantic night on the town
That defies the impress-her cult of commerce
Chocolate hearts and champagne simply for the sake,
Paired with a violinist strumming an Rg2 verse?
Now that spells the inklings of enchantment we’ll make
If it’s all in my mind, call me the pamper-her kind
But I sense something within you that we share,
Unaware of your silent yearning? Of course not
I, too, feel this yen, woman, it’s in the air
Instinct tells me you haven’t made plans for Valentine’s
Perhaps my imagination is but a premature thought,
But I, too, haven’t written anything down in ink
Might I be the handsome asker you’ve silently sought…
…for
Pamper-
Her-
Valentine’s?
-Rg2
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Pamper the woman . . . and forever live in her soul. -Rg2
© 2018 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®
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Can I Pamper You Friday?
“Five Hundred Love Letters”
. . . Nor rain, nor sleet, nor frost . . .
in no way,
Would any element discourage me
from Pamper-Her-Friday
With you near me, so dear to me
Woman, please hear me,
Your voice, its cadence
last midnight so clearly
it nestled in my ear
to begin this new year,
This purpose-driven writer
remains untempted to veer
From the very thought of you
Mind demons, I’ve wrestled a few
Lost my way in that winter storm
My compass to you remains true
Five hundred love letters
I’m determined the next one’s better
Your shoulders may shiver, but I will deliver
Woman, I am your heart-setter
No matter the season,
Nor the weather
Nor rain, nor sleet, nor hail . . .
in no way,
Would winter’s elements keep me
from a Pamper-Her-Friday
With you.
On my way . . .
By sleigh.
Tenderly,
Rg2
________
***
Pamper the woman . . . and forever live in her soul. -Rg2
© 2018 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®
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Can I Pamper You Friday?