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