I want you, but can I trust you? br The things you say excite me, br but I’ve heard them said before: br sweet words dry up too soon, br replaced by shouts and threats. br br I want you, but can I trust you? br The way we touch excites me, br but I’ve known that touch before: br caresses stop too soon, br fingers curl into fists. br br I want you, but can I trust you? br The love you give excites me. br What is this love br that accepts me for who I am, br that allows me to grow, br to blossom, br to be me, br without fear, br without pressure, br without limits? br Is this real love at last, br or are you a fantasy, br a better liar than the others? br br I am so sore, so scarred, so scared. br Be gentle with me. br One day I may learn to trust you. br For now, you’ll have to trust for both of us. br But I want you.