Cougar.
Our contemporary.
An observation.
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She’ll tackle your daughter.
She’s after your son.
She’s come undone.
In an effort to defy the decay
And disguise the rot,
To feel something she never got,
She pokes, lifts, fills and sucks (!)
Until her face and body are no longer hers
(in so many ways)
And she can play make-believe with a boy
She might have birthed.
Graceful?
Gracious, no!
Inspired by Three Word Wednesday ...Decay, Graceful, Rot.
Witty and sly. Some fun, but some truth. Thanks for the contribution. Three new words are up on Wednesday.
Wicked!
I can’t imagine anything that would make me feel older and uglier than climbing into bed with a 30-year-old.
I won’t pretend I’m at peace with all that aging brings, but the silver lining in accepting that my youthful beauty is GONE and can never be retrieved is freedom to put my energy into something that time cannot steal so easily.