Stripping For the Crown

Stripping For The Crown Well, I sat back and thought about your contest As silly as it may sound, I chuckled with a grin A contest I desperately desire to win, Bribing the sponsor, with words - not money Sadly, I sit on top of the popularity list, Not number one, just another number two, I want more, I need to explore How to become a poetry contest wh0r3? Casarah, this is for you! Embrace yourself, as I rub my fingers all over my keyboard I know just how to relieve you from too much poetry tension First, I'll pull you in, undress a few moments and sentiments Caress you with sweet sin, my adorable friend I don't flirt, I don't kiss ass, but today on this poem, I will demote and express myself by chasing your pen I promise to send kisses between each cheek, this week Whisper words of sincere into your ears Forget about the making of men, how easily they drool It becomes cheap and gross watching them slobber like fools What you need is a poetic Mistress, loving every move Breathing and tasting every word you write I remember meeting your first featured poem, SPRING never felt so incredible! A fresh, beautiful flower among this community Your words jumped inside my head, Seducing and sending shivers down my spine. Casarah, your words feel so good I need to read more about you Sometimes I wish I could rest in your poems forever, Hurting with you, lost with you, especially in love with you The toughest part about the soup is watching you believe Another poet slipping words, supposing you are their best, Those poets lack a friendly smile; wetting your spirit With no stake, together they flock with low self-esteem, Leading you away, from your original form and fame Don't believe in every word they spray, slowly you have become 50 shades of gray Don't mind me, I'm just trying to win and turn you on --- THEY CAN'T HAVE YOU! How will you learn how to dance? When you keep wearing the wrong shoes! They will never understand your desires, as I have In My Dreams, you will recover your Private Beach, Love Drugs, under The Sun you love so much Like you, I am A Hunter In The Darkness, With a monstrous mirage, bleeding, bribing your soul Casarah never has there been an A$$ worthy to kiss Until now.... Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! If I can't take first place, I'll settle with coming in second One thing I learned long ago, no one cares for number one But Number One! Every one seems to follow who almost came in first place By: SKAT