Hunting Season

They swapped smiles as they passed by;
Full on looks, nearly eye to eye.
Demurely she walked off down the street
In spite of new shoes that hurt her feet,
Swung her hips from side to side
A seductive arc rhythmic and wide.
He came behind by a yard no more
Openly admired all that he saw.
She'd checked he was there with a covert look;
She'd baited the line and he'd taken the hook.
She'd turned in to a bar, to a secluded corner table
He'd crossed and joined her, casually as he was able.
Can I see you again hours later he'd said
Spread naked and sated atop a motel bed
She'd tidied her hair, given him a swift kiss, just a single one;
Before he could react, she was up and she was out and she'd gone.
First day of her season and she'd had the thrill
Of a successful hunt and a theoretical kill

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