L'aura del Campo

Before nightfall

I want
to be happy
know the warmth of someone
who loves but does not suffocate
my spirit, my freedom,
who'll let me go,
let me

breathe

until
we become one
with stars again, become
dust transversing the universe,
commingling into mud
to fill the void
with bird-

song;

unless,
we're out of tune,
put existence at risk;
best then to go our separate ways,
forget the longing, lust,
now pitiful,
perish.

© Kåre Enga (30.september.2024)

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