What have we done?

My body is different than what your used to. However you have to admit it's more fun, more to do. I am like an amusement park ride as you glide in between my breasts with your delicious stick. Thinking of you makes in between my legs throb, you make my juices dance like a flash mob. Yea I'm crazy feeling you, not only for your looks, but your love of books, for your cool style, your smile that's a mile, your shy glances, and extremely undercover advances, your inner demon, your hot seamen, your unsureness, your perfect kiss, that tasty Thai dish. Yea I'm sitting over here making wish after wish that you see me trying, so we can go flying over an over into space going past home run base. Fuck your walls, I'll go go gadget over them and grab your balls, to make you see I'm telling you you're so for me. I'm intense yes but what am I supposed to do when you do me so good, it makes me lose my mind and it's on constant rewind. Your slow pace is romantic, but I go a little frantic waiting for your next move. What do I do? Bother you? Look for a clue? Tell you?....ahh I want to let you in all the way so bad, I don't want just the butterflies, I want the whole zoo. Are you being shy, don't know how to say goodbye? Are you still interested or you don't want to get anymore invested? Are you closed off but not to an ex? Is it just about getting you some sex? My intuition says no but my heart says stop, he's not giving the all systems go. Red flags wave but I still want to pave the way to save us both from black hearts.