Alright, so I’m in the middle of writing my sequel to my first fanfic, and the sequel is going to include a poem written by none other than the writer himself. It’s not the exact poem I’m using in the story, so I had to alter it a bit. But I figured I'd share it with you. I got the title from Rachel Stevens’ song I Said Never Again (But Here We Are). There’s an awesome YouTube video that I seen and I think the song fits them perfectly! There were also a few lines/ideas that I got from the forum about the Naked Heat dedication. So credit to those who said the lines! I tried to alter them so I didn't use your exact words. But if I did, and you want it changed or something, drop me a PM.

It’s written from Castle’s POV, but maybe I’ll write one from Kate’s. Humm…

You said never again, but here we are

Katherine Beckett, Kate, Katie, K-Becks, whatever you please,
I hope you know I don’t think of you as a tease.
You have the power to make my heart skip a beat,
And without you I find myself incomplete.
During our first case I thought you would surely throw me in jail,
But I’m glad you never because I love pulling your pigtails.

Each day I get to peel back a layer of The Beckett Onion,
Will I find out that you secretly like the mythological lumberjack Paul Bunyan?
I know that last rhyme was kind of a stretch,
It’s not my fault that Paul Bunyan is so fetch.
Okay, I’ll confess that last one was pretty lame too,
But I’ll admit I have a secret love for Mean Girls, how about you?

I may have lied when I told you I chose you because you were tall,
Honestly, I was attracted to you because of your love for baseball.
Just joking, I’m only trying to impress you my vast arsenal of rapier wit,
But I hope you know my love for you is completely legit.
When I tease you I’m not trying to be mean,
I’m just getting back at your for almost giving me a heart attack last Halloween.

You must know by now that I think about you every single day,
I was hooked ever since you turned me down in the alleyway.
After you whispered in my ear my heart started to race,
And I know that you secretly love the chase.
In all honestly I really wish that just once you’d let me drive,
And maybe then I’ll stop thinking about you, me, and page 105.

Our trip to The Love Shackle made me realize you’re kinda Kinki,
But between just us: I like you way better than our slutty friend Nikki.
Although the FBI war room made me go ‘awe’,
Don’t tell her I said so but I like you a lot better than Agent Jordan Shaw.
When I look at you I get lost in a trance,
And if Naked Heat movie gets made I promise that you’ll receive part of the advance.

Being around you I’ve found myself quite smitten,
But I’ve told you once and I’ll tell you again – never, ever call me kitten.
I want to wake up every morning and eat Bear Claws with you,
We can even make pancakes – just for two.
After breakfast we could play top of the line laser tag,
Just remember my safe word is apples if you still want to use a gag.

I’m sure you know that you make every man drool,
And for some strange reason I have a funny feeling that you play a mean game of pool.
Call it a fantasy or a dream but we should really play sometime,
I’m giving you fair warning that I claim my winning prize to be you, tequila, and a lime.
Until tomorrow, the extraordinary Ms. KB,
Signed the writer, Mr. RC.