This Angel dwelling within my mind
A love I shall never leave behind
I ponder to myself, immoral yet lined
With these distinguished dreams
Of pleasures, a thought of irradiated beams
Her body, in the soft moonlight it gleams
Her presence near keeps me awake
My temptations, no longer I can take
I think of her, a pleasure fake
Yet, just as these sinful thoughts end
My reality suddenly bends
She remains no more than just my friend
For tomorrow she will be more
Than the previous day, and that before
Her volumes increase within my heart’s lore
First she is my minds feat
My soul, she willfully defeats
Until she is within my heart, an angelic beat
A heavenly pestilence, a mist in the air
A poison, lovely and fair
My mind it traps, a psychotic lair
She, to me, is a begotten emotion
Forever imprisoned, no more than a notion
Of physical and psychological devotion
Like an angel, into my window she flew
Loving hospitality i would grant, that she knew
Not thinking my life would begin anew
All the while, I lay in bed
These thoughts accumulating within my head
Then I feel her next to me, and she softly says
“In truth, my love for you is an eternal rita.”
So taken, I whispered, “Darling, will you be my Lolita?”
