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"[...] Now therefore while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapped power.
Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life:
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run."

Andrew Marvell, "To His Coy Mistress"
Photo by Lee Stranahan.


Embrace me, like you did yesterday. Kiss me and tell me that you missed me all this time we were apart, guide me to your bed like you did yesterday, undress me and taste me without any rush. Make love to me, like you did yesterday.
Make yesterday today.