He hides behind the bushes 
spying on his latest prey
who knows why he does it
No one can say.

A mind so torn with infatuation
scared he will be caught
remaining in his camouflage
to which his mind has brought. 
For weeks, he has been watching?
His stalking out of control
insecurities blind him
dodging the odd Police patrol
Innocent distractions
fixated by his actions
Will he ever let her know?
He fears for her reaction.
Eventually she notices
him glancing from the trees
Who is he why is he here?
She starts to feel the sleaze.
In the morning she opens the window blinds
to face a brand-new day
when she closes them again at night
He will not go away.
In his mind this is innocent
as he confronts her wanting to speak
I wonder if she will think bad of me
Will she think I'm a freak!
But alas the fear grows fiercer
he cannot find a way
instead, he looms in the shadows at night
And continues in the day.
The stalking over takes him
he cannot live his life
he wants this girl so badly
Will she be my wife?
His stalking days are numbered
as the Police close in on his trail
and once more is arrested
And held without any bail.

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William Sinclair Manson
Welcome friends. My name is William Sinclair Manson. I am 60 years young, I am Scottish but now living in a small village in England. I have been blogging for many Years but recently joined Wordpress and I love it. I have made many new dedicated friends here and hope to meet more around the World.

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