My Love, Let’s Throw Away Our Books and Live
My Love, Let’s Throw Away Our Books and Live

Let us get out

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All these books full of letters are too heavy for our lives.

We are saturated of these abstract signs running from page to page.

So much dust, we don’t dare make a move that would displace some air,

We hold our breaths and our voices like in a dead church dedicated

To abstract knowledge. Come in the garden and read some poetry aloud.

I love listening to your voice and your silence, your breath cleanses miasmas.

Right now, I want to hear your clear laughter and give you a tender kiss.
['Jean Carfantan']
['Poetry', 'Books', 'Kiss', 'Garden', 'Love']