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Kyle Land
Poems
May 2015
By a rumbling stream
I painfully squint at
The pale, breathless light above.
Youthful hands caress my withered body.
Children incessantly bicker in the corner.
I feel the gentle warmth of his chest.
Erotically, he kisses my neck.
The deep breathing and trembling sorrow
Surrounds me; I feel I am drowning in oblivion.
I pray for this melodrama to cease forever.
I erupt with joy at his electric touch.
Lovingly, he kisses my brow.
Generations line the medicinal bed.
They weep and hold my wrinkled paw. My mind wanders.
I slowly run my hand across his divine face.
Tenderly, he kisses my lips.
Darkness, a piercing scream, a single tree. Nothing.
I see him quietly waiting by a rumbling stream.
Eternally, we are together.
#love
#gay
#death
#reflection
#******
Written by
Kyle Land
New Mexico
(New Mexico)
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