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The Cougar

Updated on July 2, 2012

Age is nothing more than numbers. A goddess is timeless.

She is ready for love, ready for whomever takes his place.

Her passion is burning, unharmed by decades of time passing.

She is the cougar, the huntress, looking for the meat of love, crying from hunger.

Her desire never quenched, young souls passing through her paths, unchanged.

Older souls afraid of her fire, she stands alone, strong, single, proud.

Like the rocks she must climb above her challenges, she climbs.

Her hands soaked with blood, fingers raw; she doesn't give up for pain.

She knows that all small things are only short in time, and her journey is a long one.

Her cougar paws tread on.

Fangs drip with desire.

Eyes tear from the sun's rays.

She walks on.

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      Anamika S 4 years ago from Mumbai - Maharashtra, India

      I don't think it is a sin to be a Cougar. I have always had younger men falling for me and I don't think it is my fault. I have only resisted and not tried to attract any one intentionally. Awesome Hub, voted up!

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      Sheila Varga Szabo 4 years ago from Southern California

      Thanks for stopping by Anamika. No, it's not a sin. Love should never be a sin. Sometimes we are swept away in the moment, with the best intentions. No pressure for the future: sometimes that can backfire.

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      Joseph De Cross 4 years ago

      Hi there Sheila. I missed this one! Excellent Poem and galmorous picture. Hope your cougar fangs find the right shoulder to leave a true tread of love. This was a vivid creativity, with your own flair. Voted up!

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      Sheila Varga Szabo 4 years ago from Southern California

      Lord: thank you, and yes, I love you. Always.

      My experiences: priceless

      My knowledge: priceless

      My night: up for grabs. LOL.

      I'm always flattered by your presence. Come again, and often. Love you.

      Sheila

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