Explore "In the center of the earth I will push aside" by Pablo Neruda on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
In the center of the earth I will push aside the emeralds so that I can see you- you like an amanuensis, with a pen of water, copying the green sprigs of plants.
What a world! What deep parsley!
What a ship sailing through the sweetness!
And you, maybe-and me, maybe-a topaz.
There'll be no more dissensions in the bells.
There won't be anything but all the fresh air, apples carried on the wind, the succulent book in the woods: and there where the carnations breathe, we will begin to make ourselves a clothing, something to last through the eternity of a victorious kiss.