Loliwood Studios: Child Erotica at its Best

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A little girl sits
Alone in her room
Wishing on a star
For a love she'll wait years
To understand

She plays with Barbies
And paper dolls
She doesn't know a world
Outside of Disney movies
Still night after night she sits
Long after her mommy has gone to sleep
And prays for a lover
Who will one day appear
To hold her
And love her
And make her feel like
Cinderella
Dancing with her prince at the ball

For now she's a five year old
Sleeping Beauty
Waiting for her true love
To come and wake her
With a tender kiss

Years pass
She leaves behind the days
Of Disney and Playskool
She moves on to high school
Dating and homework
Long forgotten are the days
Of laughing and playing
Of wishing on stars
Love comes and goes
Yet still she waits
For that one person
Who can give her heart
A home

One day this girl
Who is now anything but
She meets a woman
Something tells her
"This is it"
Somehow she knows
This is the one
She's waited for all this time

Time passes
She falls in love
Faster and deeper
Than she ever has before

She's found her true love
And one night as she lies
Spent in her lover's arms
Dreaming of all they will do
An image appears
In the back of her mind

A little girl
Sitting on her bed
Her Little Mermaid comforter
Wrapped tightly around
Her tiny body
She's talking to a star

Back in the present
She smiles
As she realizes
That the wish
That little girl made
So many years ago
Has finally come true

And now that I've told you
This beautiful story
Of love and dreams come true
I'll let you in on a secret, love
That little girl was me
And the love she found was you

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englishperv

Nice and sentimental. I like the way you structure your poetry.

Noodle2501

That was beautiful

Sweetslover

What a lovely theme of romance your poem suggests. Delightful and joyful.A real pleasure. Best wishes

JerseyJ

I love the use of 'wishing upon a star' with the transition from child to adult with a twist on her wish.

englishperv

Very nice. I like the structure of your poetry, and it's good to have something sentimental and moral once in a while.

arachnophile52

That is a well-written poem. I liked the transitions from the ersatz Disney world of storybook love to the lonely and emotionally hazardous quest by the maturing central character for the real thing. Hazardous because of the possibility that she may remain unfulfilled, forever longing.

Her recollection of the vague, little-girl longing as the impetus for the quest speaks to us all. As you so beautifully conveyed, we are exposed to the ideal relationship (boy-meets/rescues-girl) through fairy tales, which whet our appetite for connection but have the potential to leave us unsatisfied. That we do not know what form our appetites will take is obvious only in retrospect, as to the central character.

The revelation of the narrator as central figure is reminiscent of how Emily Dickinson sometimes described her world through her work. In this case you've brilliantly applied the icons of our current material, consumer culture to the description of a universal human desire.

The child's embrace of Barbies and Disney positions the work as a perceptive adaptation of a very American theme: the struggle between the imperative of the ephemeral and immature and the simultaneous yearning for the traditional, which only the mature individual can reconcile.

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