Landscapes Of Our Desires Poem by David Harris

In the landscape of our desires,
it is the pinnacles
we seek to reach.
The burning passions
of love and lust
born only onto man.
The heights of heaven,
the unreachable thrown
upon which sits our maker.
The gusto’s of infinity
beyond where no one goes
in the landscapes of our desires
we are captives of our mind
serving out a sentence
of which others left behind.
The pregnant flame of youth
where all are born again
standing near the pinnacles
in the landscapes of our desires.


15 - 16 August 2009