cutii

dar valiza-si roti prea tare
rotitele-ntr-o denivelare
si-asa ramasese fata
cu ditamai geanta, toata

in bratele-i delicat construite
sa teasa si sa-nvarta telul
departe mult de macelul
ce-acum proba vointa s-ispite.

graba o facea sa-si asmuta
dintii ca sa-si stranga
intre ei buzele fine arse
de sudoarea patimei uscate

de setea dorurilor care
nu-i mai daruiau deloc
nicio palid-alinare
serilor ploioase pline de foc

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