No One Has Loved You Like I Do Poem by Uriah Hamilton

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.