{"id":18875,"date":"2018-10-02T22:00:00","date_gmt":"2018-10-02T22:00:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2018-10-02T22:00:00","modified_gmt":"2018-10-02T22:00:00","slug":"18875-arte","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cuentorelatos.com\/archivos\/relato\/18875-arte\/","title":{"rendered":"Arte"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"pld-like-dislike-wrap pld-template-1\">\r\n    <div class=\"pld-like-wrap  pld-common-wrap\">\r\n    <a href=\"javascript:void(0)\" class=\"pld-like-trigger pld-like-dislike-trigger  \" title=\"Like\" data-post-id=\"18875\" data-trigger-type=\"like\" data-restriction=\"cookie\" data-already-liked=\"0\" style=\"border: 1px solid #d5d5d5;padding: 10px 15px;\">\r\n                        <i class=\"fas fa-thumbs-up\"><\/i>\r\n            \t\t<span class=\"pld-like-count-wrap pld-count-wrap\">1<\/span>\r\n    <\/a>\r\n    \r\n<\/div><\/div><span class=\"span-reading-time rt-reading-time\" style=\"display: block;\"><span class=\"rt-label rt-prefix\">T. Lectura:<\/span> <span class=\"rt-time\"> &lt; 1<\/span> <span class=\"rt-label rt-postfix\">min.<\/span><\/span><p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">&iquest;Qu&eacute; hay en el lienzo?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Unas curvas, una salida.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Una mujer que guard&oacute; las alas.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Y veo en la pintura,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Dentro de la artista,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Un gemido, de placer.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Me envenena, me reclama<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Me hace sentir.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Todo puede terminar en un orgasmo,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Artista y observador,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">En un retrato.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif\"><span style=\"font-size:14px\">Sexo = arte<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p><span class=\"span-reading-time rt-reading-time\" style=\"display: block;\"><span class=\"rt-label rt-prefix\">T. Lectura:<\/span> <span class=\"rt-time\"> &lt; 1<\/span> <span class=\"rt-label rt-postfix\">min.<\/span><\/span>1 &iquest;Qu&eacute; hay en el lienzo? Unas curvas, una salida. Una mujer que guard&oacute; las alas. &nbsp; Y veo en la pintura, Dentro de la artista, Un gemido, de placer. &nbsp; Me envenena, me reclama Me hace sentir. &nbsp; Todo puede terminar en un orgasmo, Artista y observador, En un retrato. 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