In the Eyes of a Cougar
In the eyes of a cougar
she purrs like an old kitten
plays with young ones mittens
is of a bigger scale of a cat
loves the bone of young fat
her movements stealth
has good range of health
eyes a moving
for any oaks a grooving
she follows the trail
to a sweet colt's tail
hunkering down
without any sound
the scent rises to thirst
her insides near burst
she speeds on
before it's gone
the call of the wild
isn't so mild
she plays with her prey
hearing him neigh
that's a good sound
being unwound
to the highest pitch
filling her niche
the colt is small but big
she braces a swig
her eyes a water
at her new found trotter
echo's the cougar's fight
at the young'ins sight
back to her cave
for more rave
connie pachecho
1/30/17
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