Maiden

 Maiden of the ages
playing with my heart
through years of endless travel
your tasty lips are tart

a spirit of mind
across crevices so deep
urging a togetherness  
that prods my plunging leap

dark the thoughts  
of ages you hold
heroin of deception
your touch turns me cold

a mountain viewed valley
as the cliffs of a mind
are entrapped by your vision
holding tight I find

your strength is encouraged
by weakness of faith
I cry for forgiveness
your thoughts are erased