Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sa nu uitam poezia

Elegie de mai

Noaptea - ceasornic destramat in zori
isi risipeste ultimele secunde,

gongul de aur urca apa si lumina,
rubinele tresar

invesmantate in clestar, zeite ultime
ale primaverii

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