{"id":195,"date":"2004-02-12T10:42:00","date_gmt":"2004-02-12T09:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/?p=195"},"modified":"2024-08-28T10:43:11","modified_gmt":"2024-08-28T08:43:11","slug":"absence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/2004\/02\/12\/absence\/","title":{"rendered":"Absence"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Lorsque tombe la nuit sur ce monde sinistre<br>J\u2019aimerais parfois sentir autre chose que le froid<br>Se glisser dans mon lit, dans le creux de mes bras<br>Me lac\u00e9rant les chairs et rendant mon c\u0153ur triste<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>J\u2019aimerais esp\u00e9rer la tendresse de sa peau<br>Caress\u00e9e par la mienne, blottie contre mon corps<br>Pouvoir l\u2019enlacer et l\u2019embrasser encor<br>Plut\u00f4t que la r\u00eaver, la serrer bien au chaud<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pouvoir envelopper tout son \u00eatre vibrant<br>Savourer son parfum, sa douceur, son amour<br>Arr\u00eater de sombrer dans un sommeil si lourd<br>Qu\u2019il emp\u00eache tout songe, devenir son amant<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A cet air glac\u00e9 qui me ronge les os<br>Je pr\u00e9f\u00e8re sentir sa chaleur apaisante<br>Me transporter, au c\u0153ur de son \u00e9treinte aimante<br>Au lieu d\u2019\u00eatre \u00e9corch\u00e9 par de si froids couteaux<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Voici encore la nuit, qui s\u2019annonce froide et vide<br>Je veux plut\u00f4t veiller, jouer de l\u2019insomnie<br>Que de trouver encore ce froid nu dans mon lit<br>L\u2019absence de mon amante me rend le c\u0153ur livide.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lorsque tombe la nuit sur ce monde sinistreJ\u2019aimerais parfois sentir autre chose que le froidSe glisser dans mon lit, dans le creux de mes brasMe lac\u00e9rant les chairs et rendant mon c\u0153ur triste J\u2019aimerais esp\u00e9rer la tendresse de sa peauCaress\u00e9e par la mienne, blottie contre mon corpsPouvoir l\u2019enlacer et l\u2019embrasser encorPlut\u00f4t que la r\u00eaver, la [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_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","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-195","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-eclats-dame"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=195"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":196,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195\/revisions\/196"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=195"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=195"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=195"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}