{"id":3041,"date":"2013-09-23T13:34:12","date_gmt":"2013-09-23T10:34:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=3041"},"modified":"2013-09-23T13:34:12","modified_gmt":"2013-09-23T10:34:12","slug":"crafted-in-loves-forest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=3041","title":{"rendered":"Crafted in Love&#8217;s Forest"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a title=\"Paradiso_Canto_31\" href=\"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Paradiso_Canto_31.jpg\" rel=\"prettyPhoto-img\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-3042\" alt=\"Paradiso_Canto_31\" src=\"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Paradiso_Canto_31-250x250.jpg\" width=\"250\" height=\"250\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Paradiso_Canto_31-250x250.jpg 250w, https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Paradiso_Canto_31-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><blockquote class=\"sc-blockquote\">Crafted in Love&#8217;s Forest<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Strength and beauty lie naked, urgency <br \/>of bodies share in ancient whispers<br \/>of understanding. Together they create<br \/>notions of love to flow in the void. <\/p>\n<p>They touch peace, each one a desired <br \/>being, is crafted from a lifetime&#8217;s<br \/>tenderness and discovery. The divine&#8217;s <br \/>reflection on the canvas of their skin.<\/p>\n<p>Animated and yet art-like, they share <br \/> that which is universal, yet remain<br \/>as one. Each unique, in a secret place <br \/>taste life&#8217;s incomparable mystery <\/p>\n<p>of soul. Each one plays the other like <br \/>like a stradivarius. Hot lips sear lips,<br \/>weave meridians of fire, ruby and gold <br \/> flames leap higher, explode a supernova, <\/p>\n<p>heavenly bodies fall into a lake of bliss.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><em>Gael Bage<\/blockquote><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3041","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-contemporary-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3041","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3041"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3041\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3044,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3041\/revisions\/3044"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3041"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3041"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}