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Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 412: ‘When, Jelitza?’ A Love Letter: ‘A Summer’s Romance Collection’ by Rg2 (116)

 

Rated Rg2: Erotic Women Readers Only
“When, Jelitza?”
To plant a kiss at the uppermost inner thigh
I advise against your allowing me the pleasure,
For what if neither of us trusts the other?
I’m the first to admit I’ll likely mis-measure
The skin distance by which there is no detour
Woman, I may reach that point of no return,
Susceptible, this writer, to you, damn, it’s true
J, you’re the total content of this incessant yearn
Only Instagram lies between us—a thin cyberline
Between lust and trust, admittedly my promise is weak,
To not put fingers and palms on you, girl, it’s true
I’m the most creative, literary, romantic freak
With the tendermost touch, cradling you a bit much
Rigidity and fluidity through the hot summer night,
You’re in need of a spank, woman, let’s just be frank
Gosh, can you believe this prophylactic’s too tight?
Heavenly endowed, woman, I’m mocha and proud
Are you a tad curious of the night-chocolate taste?
Why must you remain 3,000 miles away
We’re the instance where haste simply doesn’t make waste
A getaway, there’s this need in your burning soul
You’ve the option of a bevy of men’s open doors,
They follow you, on the verge of stalking you
Escape with me, I’ll set you free, woman, I’m yours
Real estate, it’s great, but it’s not your fate
Mmmm, your work ethic certainly turns me on,
You’re the make-her-own-cheddar type—sans the hype
With the smarts to delineate the prince from the con
While I’ve managed to dodge these west-coast fires
You continue to outwit the east’s sea-level rise,
We’re the ultimate survivors, I’m a deep-love diver
Come touch my chest like a woman who’s wise
Beyond her years, we can exchange our naked fears
This hot summer climate portends what’s to come,
We’re lovers on what is a fragile planet earth
If our living end is near, of you I want some
To stroke your auburn hair to show you I care
Jelitza, you seem to emerge in my mind each day,
Come experience the Pamper-Her-Friday effect
Until then, I have little more to say . . .
except . . .
come.
-Rg2
__________
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Pamper the woman . . . like a summer’s romance. -Rg2
© 2018 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

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Posted by on August 11, 2018 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 411: ‘Michelle 2020’ A Love Letter: ‘A Summer’s Romance Collection’ by Rg2 (115)

 

“Michelle 2020”

 

Dear Lady Michelle,

I asked my grandfather recently whether he felt the country is on the verge of Jim Crow 2.0. He lived through the first version. He managed to traverse that shameful, perilous journey and come out the other end an optimist.

His reply? “History, unfortunately, is a repeatable offense. Be prepared either way. You’re strong . . . you’ve got what it takes to survive and thrive despite.”

His eyes, during those words, betrayed his eternal optimism. I was torn between his confidence in me and the gravity of his answer. The sage always told me the truth—I could bank on it—and the truth was crucial in my development, especially upon learning the country was built on a lie—that continues to breathe to this day.

If history is repeatable, as I dread to think, then what are the chances of a repeatable “O-run” to counter history’s dark side? Is Obama 2.0 wishful thinking on my part? Perhaps.

But a voter can imagine, can’t he?

The planet’s rebelling and dying. I’m sure you see the constant fires that refuse to be doused for very long from continent to continent. The global food supply is less and less clean nor natural. The oceans are suffocating marine life. If this sounds biblical, forgive me. If I sound alarmist, I beg your forgiveness.

Were you to run, of course you’re no savior, Michelle. I wouldn’t dare place that on your shoulders. But a gifted mind coupled with emotional intelligence and a humanist’s heart, all of which you possess, are sorely needed in leadership.

And the DOS community is vitally in need of a trusted advocate with integrity. The existential threat is real.

My vote favors you, hands down, were you to run. And the harmless, silent crush this writer has held in your honor can finally be requited . . . for good of the world.

Pamper-Her-Friday blessings to you, Lady Michelle.

Graciously,
Rg2

Nota bene: Should my imagination somehow come to fruition, could I be your reparations writer?

______

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Pamper the woman . . . for she may become a future president. -Rg2

© 2018 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2 ®

 

 
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Posted by on August 3, 2018 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 
 
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