THE COUGAR

The cougar gets her claws in him    
after they met up at the gym.  
He looks so great sans half his kit    
she could tear off the rest of it.    
 
Young bodies get her appetite    
for discreet hook ups in the night.    
She doesn't want older bed chums    
with fat cigars and fatter tums.    
    
She'd make a meal of his lunch box    
while running fingers through his locks,    
show him how a woman could be    
who had not just passed puberty.    
   
A woman of experience    
who brings meaning to existence,    
a touch of sophistication    
to moments of copulation.  
   
She could leave him with a sore back  
where her glossed nails have left a track  
and taste of lipstick on his tongue  
to thank him for a night made long.