Dolores
I don't fancy myself a Lolita,
For I know that Dolores knew.
In here 40s temperment,
she kept herself quiet.
But she knew.
She called it incest-
called him a dirty old man-
threatened to call the cops.
Dolores knew where she was.
She maneuvered in her bounds,
Manipulating when all possible,
understanding who this was.
I found myself at her age,
in love with someone older than i.
I found myself victim of a game,
I did not know I was playing.
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