{"id":825,"date":"2009-02-04T18:27:23","date_gmt":"2009-02-04T18:27:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tikopia.wordpress.com\/?p=302"},"modified":"2009-02-04T18:27:23","modified_gmt":"2009-02-04T18:27:23","slug":"amour-et-poesie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2009\/02\/amour-et-poesie\/","title":{"rendered":"Amour et po\u00e9sie"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Une petite f\u00e9e en bouton savait me murmurer des mots doux, ses cheveux de laine donnaient de la couleur \u00e0 nos caresses, l&rsquo;inspiration venait \u00e0 nos \u00e9treintes, dans cet espace qui n&rsquo;appartenait qu&rsquo;\u00e0 nous nos d\u00e9sirs d\u00e9passaient la page blanche, il restait encore beaucoup de joie pour le tricot de nos sentiments.<\/p>\n<p><em>d&rsquo;apr\u00e8s la<a title=\"Galerie photo de Cathy Cullis\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/novembermoon\/\" target=\"_blank\"> Galerie de Cathy Cullis<\/a>, inspir\u00e9 de la photo <a title=\"Photo Love and poetry\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/novembermoon\/2957517585\/in\/set-72157603900884078\/\" target=\"_blank\">Love and poetry<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Une petite f\u00e9e en bouton savait me murmurer des mots doux, ses cheveux de laine donnaient de la couleur \u00e0 nos caresses, l&rsquo;inspiration venait \u00e0 nos \u00e9treintes, dans cet espace qui n&rsquo;appartenait qu&rsquo;\u00e0 nous nos d\u00e9sirs d\u00e9passaient la page blanche, il restait encore beaucoup de joie pour le tricot de nos sentiments. d&rsquo;apr\u00e8s la Galerie &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/2009\/02\/amour-et-poesie\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> de &laquo;&nbsp;Amour et po\u00e9sie&nbsp;&raquo;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[19,24,26,27,29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-825","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photos","category-poesie","category-poetry","category-prose","category-textes-courts"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5H0vD-dj","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/825","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=825"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/825\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=825"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=825"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.xaviergalaup.net\/tikopia\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=825"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}