Baskadia

Whose fragrance this is I think I know

Her house is not far from mine though 

She must not see me stalking her

Her backside causes moist air to rise in my brain like a mountain snow

As for her body shape is similar to figure EIGHT 

And that is enough reason I can’t hate

Again, I’m about to go stalk her

I’d advise you don’t wait for me, for I may return late

I’m in love with someone that knows not of my existence 

But I am very persistent 

At the sight of her

I’m never in my right sense

I know I do not live in her lights

And I may die in the shadow of my lies