{"id":6931,"date":"2015-06-13T10:02:27","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T14:02:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=6931"},"modified":"2015-06-13T10:02:27","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T14:02:27","slug":"alouette","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/alouette\/","title":{"rendered":"Alouette"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I feel the softness of you, pressed against me.<\/p>\n<p>Feather-light, blood-warm, sugar-sweet saltiness<\/p>\n<p>that is you in the morning.<\/p>\n<p>Your lips at my throat, your hands at my ribs,<\/p>\n<p>fanning across the indentations like a blind man<\/p>\n<p>searching for the Braille poetry of our desire,<\/p>\n<p>salt, sweat, skin. Holy trinity.<\/p>\n<p>Before I strip you of your wings<\/p>\n<p>and we consume what is our Fate with relish,<\/p>\n<p>hold me, cover me.<\/p>\n<p>Alouette, gentille Alouette.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I feel the softness of you, pressed against me. Feather-light, blood-warm, sugar-sweet saltiness that is you in the morning. Your lips at my throat, your hands at my ribs, fanning across the indentations like a blind man searching for the Braille poetry of our desire,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":214,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6931","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-musings"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6931","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/214"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6931"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6931\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6990,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6931\/revisions\/6990"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6931"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6931"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6931"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}