To the girl on top of me,
I must ask, why is it that you are making love to me?
Does your body need me?
Or, is it that your sweet heart is lonely?
When we touch each other, my sex begs for you, and all I want is you on top of me.
When we move together, rub against each other, hold each other, life makes sense, it just feels right.
Even if only for the few moments that you make love to me.
Our sex helps us through, and I will always beg to have more of you. My dear, I will never grow tired of you.
Girl, thank you for loving me, even if only from above.