The Risk
Stepping forward into the darkness,
she takes a RISK.
Her hair messy and somehow coiffed,
Her clothes elegant and scruffy at the same time-
a gilded mess of purple and yellow flowers.
This boy-child, hallowed,
have the tables been turned?
I who was Lolita have I become Humbert Humbert?
What a risk, this angelic creature.
I am angel too...
Oh, what a risk.
she takes a RISK.
Her hair messy and somehow coiffed,
Her clothes elegant and scruffy at the same time-
a gilded mess of purple and yellow flowers.
This boy-child, hallowed,
have the tables been turned?
I who was Lolita have I become Humbert Humbert?
What a risk, this angelic creature.
I am angel too...
Oh, what a risk.
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