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autor: Klaudia Rogowicz
Powr�t
Jak hrabia Henryk
S�ysza�am t� melodi� w dzbanie ucha,
ci�gn�a mnie na po�udnie,
prowadz�c w�r�d ��k i drzew,
odje�d�a�y poci�gi,
przyje�d�a�y motyle do dom�w kwietnych,
a� przysz�am do g�rskiej katedry,
zostaj�c zupe�nie sama w tym ch�odzie,
melodia zgrzytem z�b�w,
a pi�kno stoczy�o si� lawin�,
gdy nagle postanowi�am wr�ci�,
op�tana przez los.
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hu�tawka
uczepi�am si� twoich ust
czyni�c z nich hu�tawk�
ob��du
�miej� si� teraz jak dziecko
gdy mijam Twoje oczy
unosz�c si�
i
opadaj�c
na hu�tawce ob��du
z kt�rej jeszcze nie spad�am
Ewa Turska
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