Never mind me..
I'm just spiraling out sometimes turning..
within self's yearning...
And needful of touching things..
Inside Me where there's, my dissatisfactions.
I'm alone and un-alone.
Because the drive to stay content with being such a
workaholic its cool beans.
and its company enough for me.
All the while needing untouched things. Seen in dreams..
while the yearning of things..
Picks up steam.
I'm a girl dissatisfied..
A woman dreaming.
A Queen Worker Bee.
Nourishing Needed things.
  Being  me the she I be,,.
So in love with the idea of a He. a Him.
Finding a me.. as vulnerability lets Me be free.
To give this complex yet beautiful.
ready to love Me.
Poetry.. Me..
Not seeking a toy boy a ******* toy But a serious H.e..
That will accept a S.h.e Like m.e.
SelinaSharday..