Cougar

In the flickered moonlight,
her creased eyes

trace the contours of his dreaming body,
the question mark posed by the groove

running down his spine and cleaving his ass,
like the scar formed by the lash

of an umbilical cord untimely ripped
from his muscled core.

She climbs upon him, her soft breasts
pouring onto the hardness of his back,

licking his ear,
feeling him stir

as she reaches beneath him to grab the already risen
teat of his cock,

ready to nurse the fleeting life from him
once again.