coffee no. 70

Some days ago a friend of mine asked me to recommend him a wonderful novel. There was a lot of titles in my mind but eventually I told him to read PERFUME by Patrick Suskind. He borrowed it from the library and start reading. Today he asked me for a meeting, and when we were sitting in a cafe, he suddenly took the book out, opened it and put on the table. To my surprise, in the middle of a page there was a red lipstick mark. I at once imagined a woman, spontaneously kissing the book, simply because she was delighted by it. And I smiled, thinking that there was so many books, paintings and other pieces of art I wanted to kiss.