Virgin Mountain

Virgin Mountain short poem

on a distant horizon, she waits for him

in a world gone mad, she craves for him

what is love, she asks naively

but she is a seductress alright

a siren she is and she sings for him

she lures him, entices him

she calls herself his destiny

and he is a sucker for belief

he thinks he will find lasting love

he feels he can tame the medusa

make her hiss for him

little does he know his doom awaits

and his heart will turn to stone

but she loves him, or so she muses

he will have the heart that beats

and emotions that run deep

he would not freeze in pain

he would win her over she feels

she wants redemption too

she wants out of this purgatory

he would be her knight

and she her fair maiden

she beckons him and he gets drawn

and they have the mating dance

by the side of river styx

his eyes closed and his soul content

he reaches for her touch

she gives all she has to the bliss of a kiss

yes they stay together

and salvation is theirs for keeps

they still live on that mountain top

that no one dares to win.

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