Mountain Heights Poem by Sean Green

Lust comes in many forms
some pedestrian and others scorned
each with a root that demands
possession taken with outcomes damned

this tumult is the stomping ground
of the souls who have found
forms acquired at time of birth
deny the vision found in the heart

thus jealousy is mixed with a thirst
admiration turned to an urge
to be like that which passions seek
this metaphor of the oblique

the end result is sanity
knowledge gained when cravings peak
goals are set on mountain heights
for both the body and pined delights.

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