“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
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Pamper the woman . . . and forever live in her soul. -Rg2
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