No Means No Poem by Ruth Verch

Obsessed, black smoke has covered his eyes. Craving control, he tries and he tries. Stalking by day and lurking by night. Blinded by want, he never sees light. She is that shining beacon; that star to touch. He had it in his hands but tightened his clutch. He refuses to budge. She must be his own. They all say, 'move on, just leave her alone.' Still he screams at her window and buzzes her door. Her nerves are on end. She can't sleep any more. If you truely love her.....dude let her go. Stop being selfish. No means no.