Oh mysterious creature! Wolves pack lairs—
Alphas tread alone. Eerily endowed
With intuitive perception he bares
His fanged precognition ere rivals crowd.
He advocates by preternatural
Idealism—judges by his canine
Moral code—harmonizes radical
Ends to achieve his perfected design.
Hunts altruistic and selfless causes—
Moonlight romance, deeper than howling thrills!
Cycles of empathy and recluses—
If challenged, on guard Quixote's windmills!
Cursorial mind, authentic au fait:
His personality—INFJ.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Intriguing and embedded with twisted intensity. I like this poem.
Hi Julia, Twice in one day. What a delightful surprise. Thank you for such a enigmatic comment...profoundly satisfying!