Lui

he with dog

El ar fi putut sa fie
ce nu as fi avut curaj sa am,
pe gandul meu un ac cu gamalie,
pe trunchi o primavara-n flori de ram.
El de-ar fi vrut ar fi putut s-aduca
ploaie-n desert, cuvant in cel tacut,
el de-ar fi vrut pe marginea uituca
a pielii ar fi putut urca in azimut.
El de-ar fi vrut sa se sfarseasca-n mine
m-ar fi imbolnavit de inceput,
din calendarele cu nopti putine
noi am ramas numai cu ce-a durut.

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