{"id":1334,"date":"2020-05-11T07:00:51","date_gmt":"2020-05-11T05:00:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=1334"},"modified":"2020-05-10T16:58:27","modified_gmt":"2020-05-10T14:58:27","slug":"poems-by-lara-lambelet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2020\/05\/poems-by-lara-lambelet\/","title":{"rendered":"Poems by Lara Lambelet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"color: #0099cc;font-size: small\"><strong>Images:<\/strong> \u00a9 Lara Lambelet.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\"><strong>Author:<\/strong> Lara Lambelet<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>Poems and short notes<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Your bombastic way of showing off love made me giggle. I could not properly gage thy truth and had to shed my salty prejudices.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nWrapped in ivy, the intricacy of your heart pinched my lips.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nI knew he loved me the moment he started looking at me so intensely with a soft smile and a deep silence that meant everything.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nOn the verge of joyfully exploding in a rain of sensations, let us live our absconding love.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nLet me taste your lips as if they were my ultimate and everlasting meal.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nWe are endless books whose blank pages to blacken are added day after day in the libraries of our lives.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nI gasped deeply, consumed by the sparkling feeling spreading inside me, as our sights met each other.<br \/>\n\u2665<br \/>\nI cannot resent you for falling in love with me.<br \/>\nI wouldn\u2019t blame myself for letting you steal my heart, either.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1336\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1336\" style=\"width: 482px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-1336 \" src=\"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/files\/2020\/05\/Lara3-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"Photograph of sand dunes, with 2 silhouettes in the distance and the sea visible at the horizon.\" width=\"482\" height=\"321\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1336\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">To my darling<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><strong>To my darling<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know if your thoughts sometimes move slowly towards me, if your heart is in love with the same overflowing feeling as before, but I know that you will always be a person who has turned my life upside down and taught me what love is.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Should I?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Should one let oneself fall prey to love?<br \/>\n\u2764\ufe0f<br \/>\nIsn\u2019t it a genuinely perilous attempt?<br \/>\n\u2764\ufe0f<br \/>\nI suspect I\u2019m not alone in believing the answer is no.<br \/>\n\u2764\ufe0f<br \/>\nAn underrated emotion which has overwhelmed more than one.<br \/>\n\u2764\ufe0f<br \/>\n\u201cI love you\u201d, these misused words which frightened the best of us, have been endlessly and secretly whispered.<br \/>\n\u2764\ufe0f<br \/>\nFrom whom could I steal the credit for teaching me how to truly love?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Images: \u00a9 Lara Lambelet. Author: Lara Lambelet Poems and short notes Your bombastic way of showing off love made me giggle. I could not properly gage thy truth and had to shed my salty prejudices. \u2665 Wrapped in ivy, the intricacy of your heart pinched my lips. \u2665 I knew he loved me the moment [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1001998,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[60],"tags":[36],"class_list":{"0":"post-1334","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-spring-2020","7":"tag-poetry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1334","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1001998"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1334"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1334\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1334"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1334"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1334"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}