Country Western man,
sitting underneath the stars
with your playing guitar
strum me a melody
of romance tonight,
that will ignite my erotic muse
pray tell of your sexual
escapades, for they say
you're a cowboy casanova
thrillling ladies with your
roaming romance, until your
golden tongue ease off their underpants
as you shoot em up partner
like a rootin tootin cowboy should,
taking them higher and higher
sharing your loaded guns with
flames of continual desire,
as you light up their internal fire
because I'm restless as an alley cat,
wanting to break loose from
these chains of unwanted blues
to wander the open prairies
like you casanova cowboys do,
making out underneath a full moon
as you play your exotic love tunes,
my heart races with salacious bliss,
fantasizing of a midnight lover's rendezvous
Author notes
cowboy casanova by carrie underwood
A contest entry
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1800 points, ended November 9, 11 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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wow this is amazing! I love it! the imagery is fantastic. I really got caught up in the poem! great write!. thanks for entering
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AAHH, YEE HAW!
l.o.l. ride em cowboy! l.o.l. yo kid, this is yet the latest example of your ability to
take a subject, breathe life into it and completely cause your readers to go on a magical ride of love, lust, and passion.. you write it well dude, believe that! two
cowboy thumbs way up..PARDNA!
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Superb
I really rather like this one, to say the least. You always have such excellent imagery,and continuously express your thoughts quite well.
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A cowboy Casanova. I have never imagined such a thing!
Most of the Casanovas I know are the foreign sensual type--one envisions themselves on the steps of a veranda in Spain in the moonlight, sipping sparkling wine and listening to him croon an exotic song at whisper level into their ears.
Now, when I think of a cowboy I think of rugged terrain and smoking guns and tall, lean heroes with Stetsons--not always the romantic archetype, but a figure that can be arousing as hell. I have to wonder what being with one of those hardened men beneath the moon in the Old West days would have been like. If it is anything like I've read in the romance novels, I would just melt in his arms.
Even if I despise country music, it made for good inspiration here. Hope you fare well in the contest.
Many blessings,
Raven Aurora
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Love this - the very idea of a casanova cowboy makes me giggle, yet why not? You've played well with the idea, and a lonesome voice comes through - the blues exist in all times, and even Casanova had them.
Love 'rootin' tootin' though isn't that more rag-time than blues? The image of the golden tongue easing off underpants is a great one!
Best of luck in the contest, and I hope it's a happy trail you get to ride! -
Wonderfully written, I very much enjoyed you poem, I can just see you as that cowboy lmaoo, awesome job, my favorite parts to the poem were
Country Western man,
sitting underneath the stars
with your playing guitar
strum me a melody
of romance tonight,
that will ignite my erotic muse
well blended and a great flow and a pleasure to read
thrillling ladies with your
roaming romance, until your
golden tongue ease off their underpants
omg all i can say is this poem was totall awesome and much luck to you in the contest xoxo
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