Only Mine - Albert Boima ft Aisha Islam

Come closer, my sweetheart,
Let me steal you away
Where no one else can touch,
No one else can claim.
I want to hide with you,
To lock the world outside
And keep your fire burning
Only for me.
Your lips, your breath,
The way your body folds into 
mine
I want it all,
Not for a moment, but forever.
Let them wonder where we’ve 
gone.
Let them knock on closed doors.
We’ll be lost in each other,
Our whispers louder than their 
calls
Because you are my secret,
My sweetest escape;
The one I long to hold
In shadows and in silence.
Stay with me here, my handsome 
Where the world cannot see,
And let me love you
The way I’ve always wanted:
Wild, unshared, and only mine.
O let us steal to the Land of the 
Midnight Sun,
Where night cannot fall upon us
And with sunlight, enlighten this 
love run,
Winking at our neighbours’ fuss.
What more, my dearest,
Must I sacrifice for than you?
Bounded by the caress of your 
beauty,
I'm blind to any other lady's.
Draw nearer, settle with me
On this transparent garden,
While the rhythms echo,
Stepping on despisers.
Let Cupid's blue daisies fall down
To color us the happiest,
And Puck's annoyance flee far 
from us;
The world's gravity lying 
between us.
Let winds blow, in jealous fate;
We'll stay glued yet, without any
shake.
Let mouths against this love
murmur;
Still, we'll establish it the more.
My heart bleeding yours
This: not a mere fantasy, but
Etched as a greatest tale, 
To lovers ever be told.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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