rasini

in palma mea
se stinge in tacere
inca un vis

ca un cearsaf insomniac
tacerea-si plange rasina
peste privire

de cand tot astept,
pe nesimtite,
mi-a picurat rasina in suflet

am impietrit

ne-aluneca timpul
printre degetele
intinse a ruga

Advertisements

~ by xuleasca2 on January 29, 2012.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

 
%d bloggers like this: