Lolita

He resembles my dad, 

In a way that he says

Goodnight in a German accent 

Beside my bed.

He resembles my schoolmaster, 

In a way that he'd holler

With sheer solemnity

When I create a blunder.

He resembles my childhood idol,

In a way that he is 50 years old

Now, with glamorous charisma 

And sharp wit as lightning bolt.

He resembles my mentor,

In a way that he'd offer

Inspiration unconditionally

To make me an excellent writer.

That's why I resemble LOLITA,

Loved by a man whom is older

Than me by two decades or greater.