Poem for the Day - Obsessive Love

He watched her at day

And at night

He had nothing to say

And gave her a fright

His face was not gay

And he knew his right

He knew come what may

This feeling was his light

He was certain when he lay

Upon his bed so bright

His walls with pictures so gay

Of her staring even at night

He was obsessed we could say

And could guess his plight.