He looks at you from far,
You are ambrosia for him;
Not a threat at all,
He stalks you, you are Helen for him;
Follows you almost everywhere,
You are irritated, still no damage done,
He gets his claws on you, you are his prey,
No Helen, no ambrosia, he is a predator,
Now you feel this is a real threat.
Β© meloheart