A Cherokee Rose: 'Hunting Hearts'

A  Cherokee Rose
'Hunting Hearts'

Gray smoke slithers from drying buffalo skins
up to a beet crimson sky as the new day begins
stirring of a kindling fire; black hair unbraided
she churns lustful desires; she herself, a flame created

A young brave awakens with strong outstretched  arms
as she begins baking this morning’s filling charms
His fingers find a bronzed tit to playfully tug
and pulls her back; hungrily, to the bear skin  rug

Like a painted pony ridden hard in a blazing sun;
swift as  tomahawks thrown, the brave’s sudden urge was done
He gathered up his buckskins and then began to dress
as Little Deer lay smiling; remembering his firm caress

"Where are my hunting moccasins?," he asked, but all in vain
she said,” Here are the others – to me they’re all the same.
I took them to the river’s edge to wash buffalo blood all out
Then they sank down into river’s bed when I heard a shout”  

"I am a fearless hunter and today hunting I will do!"
the brave said angry; took the shoes, and out the flap he flew
The teepee seemed much colder now; as if it turned to stone
Little Deer’s passions melted; now was ashamed and all alone    

She made her daily journey down to the river’s cleansing pool
in hottest part of day, it so helped to get her  cool
Stepping to the river’s bank, she began to shed her clothes
then dove into the chilling waters~ this beauty, Cherokee Rose

"Hello," came a familiar voice that continued on to say
from down by the river’s edge -it was the Cowboy from yesterday!
"I have been waiting so long for you," the cowboy softly said
Little Deer was breathless; shocked - and all her clothes shed

"For me? I am but a Cherokee squaw and you are not from tribe”
Little Deer was so confused, but suddenly felt alive  
"You are such a beautiful woman and that is all I see”
The cowboy said as he knelt down on his one chap- laced knee

She felt her soul now stirring and new yearnings start to brew
for this handsome cowboy staring with passions for her, too
She stepped out of the water; her flower’s dew exposed
desires flamed and blazed again~ deep in a Cherokee Rose

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A Cherokee Rose

1) 'Dream Ctach her'
2) 'Hunting Hearts'
3) 'Indian summer'
4) 'Navajo Rug'
5) 'Painted Pony'
6) 'The Thorn'

(thanks to 'cloudy' for the inspiration and idea and thanks to 'wanton vixxxen for the edit and additons! .............................. Art~ )