Only With You... Poem by Leslie Xavier

There's lots that I could write,
verses and 'em lover tales.
Swimming in the Arabian swell,
with visions of that spring day,
and the time in the golden hue.
By the feet of the Queen of hearts,
as diamonds sparkled; land yonder,
and my fingers ran through your hair.

There's lots that I could feel,
passions of flesh and soul,
drinking from the cup of love,
rush memories of that sofa soft,
and chills from a crystal quiver.
Lover's nest in its newest form,
by the aroused vein of a dreamy town,
as my lips searched for that frosty sip.

There's lots that I could learn,
on how full one can be, you!
Running from a quantum quest,
and the three hours by my side;
near Sofia, her temple old once my home.
The silky flow o'er your skin;
thirsty no more, those pots for me,
yeah, lots I could... But only with you my love.