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

11 Aug

 

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
__________
***
Pamper the woman . . . like a summer’s romance. -Rg2
© 2018 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

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