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Not Stop

If we ever meet again...
I would want to kiss you
and not stop
I would let one thing lead to another
and not stop
I would let you lay your hands upon my skin
and not stop
I would want to pull you close,
as close as two people can be
and not stop
I would want us to make love, you and me
and never, ever stop...

Delight in Disorder

A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness.
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction;
An erring lace, which here and there
Enthralls the crimson stomacher;
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribbons to flow confusedly;
A winning wave, deserving note,
In the tempestuous petticoat;
A careless shoestring, in whose tie
I see a wild civility;
Do more bewitch me than when art
Is too precise in every part.

Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

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