The competition

A beauty pageant, with two best friends against each other.

The competition

Her angelic posture
Hair pure as a pearl
Who is she?

As her moves persuade me
I began to feel reborn
Into a new light of hope

A glare from her friend
A glare that would attract anyone
Like a mosquito flying into a trap
Her seductive body that is reminiscent of a goddess
Enticing empty minds

Jealously settles in
A spark is generated
Growing hotter every second

A decision must be made
A choice that will tear them apart
I must resolve it now

The looks that are evenly matched
But how will I choose?

I picked her
My question now is
How will I be forgiven?