Thoughts of a prey turned predator… 

This is dedicated to commitment-phobes but feel free to interpret this in any way.

I can smell and taste your fears

Lingering in the vicinity’s air.

Your skin went pale & clammy,

Chill was present in the still air.

You jerked your head frantically,

Then droplets of thine sweat

Cascaded steadily from thy head

To thy ashened unnerved face.

You watched me with intensity

Akin to a terror-stricken predator

Prepared to sprint automatically

To reach for some secured harbor.

I scrutinized you with tranquility,

As your dark eyes tranfixed on me

Intimidation was definitely there.

What happened, Alpha male?

© 2017 Mel Joy (

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Author: Grandtrines

Like so many people, I am a paradox. I am a politically conservative vegetarian. I am from a Christian background, and still tend to like those values, but am a metaphysical astrologer trained in science who has an interest in the magic of ancient Egypt and a weird belief that some piece of our essence can live on a server. I live in Texas, but like chatting with my international Wordpress pals the best. I learn by teaching. Technically, I am a "Leo," but I am very, very Aquarian with a dose of Scorpio. I bitterly complain about Algol (and Algol personaliites), yet it is the one star that defines me most (other than Regulus). (Which, oddly, makes me an Algol personality.) I am a reclusive lover of peace and quiet who has the Ascendant in the Via Combusta (the most conflict ridden part of the zodiac). I am an incredibly private person with a blog with over 800 followers and 50 to 150 regular daily visitors. I could go on, but I think you get the picture.

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