<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Te-am tras spre mine
\u0219i te-am lipit de piept
ca pe o carte interzis\u0103 \u00eentr-un regim de ghea\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dar deasupra noastr\u0103
a trecut sabia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sabia aceluia
care \u00ee\u0219i m\u0103tur\u0103 singur curtea cosmic\u0103,
dincolo de gardul lumii,
\u0219i \u00eentr-o secund\u0103
a desprins din mine
tot ce te \u021binea aproape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
R\u0103m\u0103sese numai inima ta,
fabric\u0103 de apropieri noi,
ma\u0219in\u0103rie tandr\u0103
care inventa mereu alt drum c\u0103tre mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
St\u0103team \u00eentin\u0219i \u00een iarba \u00eenalt\u0103.
At\u00e2t de \u00eenalt\u0103
\u00eenc\u00e2t zgomotul spicelor
plutea prin aer
ca o limb\u0103 str\u0103in\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Te c\u0103utam deja
printre insecte,
printre furnici \u0219i carapace mici de p\u0103m\u00e2nt,
fiindc\u0103 \u00eencepeai s\u0103 regresezi,
s\u0103 te sub\u021biezi,
ca amnarul ros de cremene
dup\u0103 prea multe \u00eencerc\u0103ri de foc.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00cencercam s\u0103 te p\u0103strez
\u00een forma ini\u021bial\u0103 a iubirii noastre,
\u00een parametrii acelei prime atingeri,
dar nisipul din clepsidr\u0103 curgea \u00een trecut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne apropiam buzele \u00eencet,
ca dou\u0103 continente
care nu reu\u0219esc s\u0103 se ating\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00centre timp, luna urcase complet.
Razele ei vibrau
ca ni\u0219te corzi de chitar\u0103 uitat\u0103
\u00eentr-un col\u021b de turn medieval.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Acolo r\u0103m\u0103sese trubadurul \u2014
\u00eenchis \u00een Istorie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd,
chitara lui \u00ee\u0219i arunca umbra prin creneluri
p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een secolul nostru,
ca s\u0103 ne aminteasc\u0103
faptul c\u0103 iubirea rugine\u0219te lent
\u00een toate epocile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Iar buzele noastre,
\u00eenainte s\u0103 izbucneasc\u0103 \u00een s\u0103rut,
se uscaser\u0103 deja
de dor,
de discursuri inutile,
de vremea aceasta arogant\u0103
\u00een care se vorbe\u0219te prea mult.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Te-am tras spre mine\u0219i te-am lipit de pieptca pe o carte interzis\u0103 \u00eentr-un regim de ghea\u021b\u0103. Dar deasupra noastr\u0103a trecut sabia. Sabia aceluiacare \u00ee\u0219i m\u0103tur\u0103 singur curtea cosmic\u0103,dincolo de gardul lumii,\u0219i \u00eentr-o secund\u0103a desprins din minetot ce te \u021binea aproape. R\u0103m\u0103sese numai inima ta,fabric\u0103 de apropieri noi,ma\u0219in\u0103rie tandr\u0103care inventa mereu alt drum c\u0103tre mine. St\u0103team … Continu\u0103 lectura Nod (Variant\u0103)<\/span>