Lolita Gardens
A man weeps at your ankles, climbs the stairs to peek-a-boo panties, with finger clasps, a Rapunzel lowering your hair, the long-matted braids a skilful weaver turns to gold. An ivy forest in a castle impregnated with doors, the prince overhears the code "let down your hair" and, with perilous grasp, mounts the stirrup wall, foot to clasp, searching cloud grey & storm blasts for billowy mists green within this empress queen. Walking plasticine ledge in the shower with a mermaid soaping her perfumed treasure trove, at an intersection within that woman, her tulip trees explode - faeryland syrupy, tasting of apricot and sugar cane; a swallow parting indigo sky.
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"A man weeps at your ankles,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Paul Cameron Brown delivers a powerful performance in "Lolita Gardens"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...