{"id":2025,"date":"2008-06-27T19:33:37","date_gmt":"2008-06-27T17:33:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.perdiendo.org\/versos\/?p=85"},"modified":"2008-06-27T19:33:37","modified_gmt":"2008-06-27T17:33:37","slug":"pie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/?p=2025","title":{"rendered":"Pie"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\t\t\t\tT\u00fa me amas, yo<br \/>\nte amo&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Los a\u00f1os tienen la peculiaridad<br \/>\nde ir pasando, corroyendo<br \/>\nnuestros cuerpos. Torreones inexpugnables<br \/>\nde un segundo que suceden<br \/>\nencajados en compases<br \/>\nm\u00e9tricos.<\/p>\n<p>T\u00fa me amas, yo<br \/>\nte amo&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Lenta suena la melod\u00eda<br \/>\nde fr\u00eda melancol\u00eda huida; ya<br \/>\nno es presente, pero qued\u00f3<br \/>\natrapada en nuestras percepciones<br \/>\ny la mantenemos seca, bien a<br \/>\nsalvo.<\/p>\n<p>Bien mirado&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Observo un desconch\u00f3n del suelo,<br \/>\ndebajo de la baldosa ahora s\u00e9<br \/>\nque hay cemento. La realidad<br \/>\nmuestra dos caras cuando menos<br \/>\ny siempre escapa, se escapa<br \/>\ncuando pienso&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Y t\u00fa me amas, yo<br \/>\nte amo&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Bien, no es posible<br \/>\nperfecto. Te acaricio el pelo<br \/>\ny te doy un beso. La libertad<br \/>\nde ser as\u00ed escancia este<br \/>\nfin de semana en el que vivimos,<br \/>\ny ma\u00f1ana&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>T\u00fa me amas, yo<br \/>\nte amo&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Ya, y t\u00fa me amas, yo te<br \/>\namo, t\u00fa me amas, yo te amo,<br \/>\ntumeamasyoteamo una<br \/>\ny otra vez desde nuestros labios.<\/p>\n<p>Los a\u00f1os tienen la peculiaridad<br \/>\nde ir pasando. Nosotros s\u00f3lo miramos.\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>T\u00fa me amas, yo te amo&#8230; Los a\u00f1os tienen la peculiaridad de ir pasando, corroyendo nuestros cuerpos. Torreones inexpugnables de un segundo que suceden encajados en compases m\u00e9tricos. T\u00fa me amas, yo te amo&#8230; Lenta suena la melod\u00eda de fr\u00eda melancol\u00eda huida; ya no es presente, pero qued\u00f3 atrapada en nuestras percepciones y la mantenemos [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[19,22],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2025","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cercos-vacios","category-conejo-azul"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2025"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2025"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2025"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/perdiendo.org\/museodemetralla\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2025"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}