"Would you ever... have *** with me?"

So what if I did?
What if I gave you all of me?
If I let you hear my cries...
If I let you feel my body shake...
What of it?

It's a simple thing.
A physical attraction?
For me, it's not so simple.

It means I wish I could trust you.

So let's say I did.
Let's say I told you it's okay.
I asked you to kiss me and prove how much you want me.

Let's pretend you slip on top of me
You kiss my neck hard and hold my hands above my head.
You'll smirk because you're excited that I want you.
You'll take it slow because you know I'll react the most.
But when I bite your lip and grip into your skin...
You won't be able to help yourself.

The desire you held for me until this time will overflow.
You'll get off because I want you to.
You'll be satisfied because you think I am too.

But you don't know a thing about my mind.

Because if I sleep with you,
That's all that we can be.
Every touch will turn to ***.
You won't hold me the same.
Because like you, my body craves attention.
But my mind, it's not so clear.
And if I choose to sleep with you,
You'd no longer feel near.

In your eyes I want you to want me.
I like the desperation in your touch.
If I  choose to sleep with you, I will lose so much.
I want you to take my breath away.
You'd love to hear me scream.
For you it's simple desire.

But, I can't explain my feeling.