In Russian, which is my native tongue, this rhymes perfectly.
I am sorry this does not rhyme. I tried to make it, but ended up losing half the context. So, I am posting this freestyle, as an exact translation.

Dealer

Please, buy my love for the price of a gentle caress,
For a handful of your warm soul,
For an untold fairy tale,
For a few pennies of understanding.

Buy it for twenty kisses
In the pitch black of night apartment flats.
And for a devious smile,
And for torn jeans full of holes.

Buy it for lit candles in a warm bathroom,
For sounds of skin against glass.
For the heat of embraces, so desirable and luring,
For long talks till the sunrise.

Buy it for waves of wind,
For a dance of sparks and crackling of a bonfire,
Buy it for that, which fills our nights
Between today and yesterday.

For denial of unfaithfulness,
For loyalty to me, and loyalty to us.
But actually... give me a price,
And I will sell it to you.