Stalker

by Aideen   Jun 7, 2006


He waits,
and your bait.
He's sore,
never done this before.
Your worth all his harm,
he doesn't move, not wanting to alarm.
He named you after the willows
your pain constantly billows.
"Please"
"Just appease.
Me,
Never fell".
He said,
and led.
You far, to the port,
you stood short.
He wrapped his arms around you,
and so few.
Ever did,
"I forbid.
You to love another,
No other lover.
Mine"
he will never let you go.
He wants to show,
you the power.
In this late hour,
you can't stand his touch!
You hate him so much,
the stalker.
Your watcher,
I'm scared.
my anger flared,
I'm choosing to end it!
my cunning wit,
Helped me jump.
I plummeted down down down, landing with a thump.
in his arms,
Ringing alrams.
Will I die?
Can we fly?

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