The Watcher

From a distance he glares,
Studies and watches,
Plans and calculates,
Wet from the pouring rain,
But he don't care,
It is what he loves,
To watch and wait,
Study and calculate,
Getting wet and dirty,
He waits for the right time,
But not now,
Or tomorrow,
She is not yet ready,
But soon,
Soon he shall have her,
And soon she shall be his