Putin cate putin

Ma hranesc din tine putin cate putin,
Atat cat sa nu iti lase urme.
N-as suporta sa te stiu ranit,
Sangerand.
Te contemplu, usor, sa nu simti
Ca exista cineva care iti urmareste gandurile.
Beau din tine, putin cate putin,
Lasandu-ti ragaz sa respiri in voie prin mine.
N-as vrea sa iti absorb si ultimul abur
Din aerul rece si clar.
Iar, de ma-nbratisezi
Te rog sa o faci lin si curgator,
Sa ma-nvalui ca o apa fierbinte
In care ma scald, putin cate putin,
Pana ma topesc de dor de tine,
In tine.

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