landscapes of our desires

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.