Your Stalker-

Darkened glances through jaded eyes,
I'm not watching you, such glorious lies.
My obsession, never leave my sight,
looking through walls, wondering if you'd put up a fight.

From sweet smelling hair to dancers feet,
curse the day, we had to meet.
Ample breast, on well formed torso,
carriage of a goddess, makes me want you even more so!
Firm hips above toned thigh,
you are what catches my eye.

Such sheltered life, you're so naive.
My innocence, you choose to believe.
I am the shadow, attached to your heel,
my presence lingers, for you to feel.
My love for you, infatuation.
I'll be yours, until graduation.

Stolen glances,
ones I'll never admit.
Can she tell?
my eyes note her every step.

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