I followed her too work this morning
just to make sure she
got there o.k.
Then I picked her up at lunch
so she'd have nobody
disturbing her
while she ate.
The I walked her too the pub
for her evening drink
where she joked and laughed
with her friends.
Then I made sure she got home o.k.
in her drunken state
as she caught the last bus
and I sat
2 seats behind.
Now tell me.
Am I in love?
Or am I a stalker?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very imaginative construct. The flow is great and has a deadpan humour to it. I like the way that you use a conversational approach to this. It strengthen the impact of it.