No One Has Loved You Like I Do

Leaves blow around on the autumn streets,
The air is brisk but filled with romance
Like a lover whispering secrets to his lady
And breathing softly upon her neck.

Walking in the park you asked me,
“Is love real and does it only come once? ”
I told you, “For some, it never arrives,
For some, it never survives,
But I’m holding your hand now
And will hold it for eternity.”

No one has loved you like I do,
Kissing your breasts in the candlelight,
Caressing your shoulders in the shimmering night,
Gently laying your skirt at the foot of the bed.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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