Lolita Poems - Poems about Lolita

Jose went to find a senorita On the way he stopped for fresh pita Looked around the place Saw a beauty; gave chase His 'Lolita' took...

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A youthful lass She dress brightly Type older men....

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. save I lived it only by sight the criminal offered mine lodging ...

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MeanWhile? Joe and Bill are on the Lolita express. Drunk and stoned. They are licking their lips, laughing, Lifting up her little flower dress. She’s shaking, in fear with tears, in her eyes, Nowhere to run nowhere to hide, She calls her mother’s name, she’s only twelve, going on eleven. She’s in HELL, they promised heaven… Benzodiazepine. The things you don’t see when you...

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Frames of navy night sky sparkle, her glasses Reminisce on stricter times, nineteen forty eight A generation before Jimmy Hendrix liberation Prior to gyrations from tight crotch crooner ...

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Vampire Poetry Pale Though Her Eyes by Michael R. Burch Pale though her eyes, her lips are scarlet from drinking of blood, this child, this harlot born of the night and her heart, of darkness, evil incarnate to dance so reckless, dreaming of blood, her fangs—white—baring, revealing her lust, and her eyes, pale, staring ... Originally published by Scarlett Memories, then performed on YouTube by G....

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*(A lyric on the sweet seductions of a lovely, vampish nymph and man-eater named Lolita.). With a body so fine and rare like a lover who comes afresh with a glow that's both sleek and fair; and lovely in her fine, smooth flesh; she sways me so with not a...

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Lolita is an endangered southern Orca being held in captivity. Daily she is crying out to her pod vainly. For whenever she out in her tears, her pod family is unable to hear. Her keepers are not cruel to her. And they are giving her the best of physical care. Whenever she has a medical need, her on call veterinarian, is...

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Loyal Obedient Lively Intelligent Tender Affectionate...

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In truth Clare Quilty Was clearly guilty, While humble Humbert Humbert Was fervently pervert. The issue to talk of What told us Nabokov ?...

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I love you even as you are lolita. So I pray you to be immaculata. I only hate your tortoise change from freeze to range,so strange. From dawning you were my butter and I, your bread,everything was better. Happiness accompany us to everywhere. At then, sadness sees us nowhere. At noon,I "praise" your statue of being a lady of easy virtue. Yet you never forget...

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Lolita woke up in a sweat. She sat on the edge of the bed and began to cry. The pain in her face and heart was excruciatingly bad. Lolita grabbed hold the bed, and rocked back and forth. As the events from last night played in her head. She confronted her husband Ricky...

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A tempting fabrication of imagination - not to be had A simple answer to a burning question – not to be said Through your eyes I see me as I want to be – not real In my mind I see you as I want you to be – lies I do not fear...

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Lolita: William, Your words brought joy to me tonight as I read, I couldn't help but chuckle as I heard them in my head! They touched me with so much laughter, I will be giggling ever after! LOL Okay, so I wasn't very good at writing this little rhyme but thank you for the laughter...

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I am a man of simple taste An island child And talk to my neigbors face to face Where lush trees beguile Birds, not man. I have seen trees smoking In lime kiln fires Just for crossing a man's desire. I want more than ashes Plumed In the kaleidoscope of fire. Here with dull keyboard That cackles clicking strange Sounds, I make sterile music That communicate to living Breaths...

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