"You're in love with my mind.

But sometimes, sweetheart,
a woman needs a man
who loves her ***." (Full Moon And You're Not Here, by Sandra Cisneros)

This rings true,
At least in my own mind.
Vice versa, plus up and down.

I respect, to a point,
That some may not feel
That that's important at all.

But oh, I've read too much
Of love and lust
And everything else that comes with romance.

I've never settled
Never will
And no regret in that.

My fiery heart has no room
For simple plots
And half baked thoughts.

I think too much
But it helps a little
As all I do is detailed through and through.

That may make me a frigid *****
Someday in some realm.
I'm already used to *****, anyway.

I daydream more than I dream,
Which is what makes me such a dreamer.
Complex twists and turns in each mind adventure.

I have many hopes
Though not all will be accomplished.

Hopefully the best ones
Will manifest as I hope.
God knows I've kicked enough *** for it.

I will tie myself to no one
Not a man, woman, or friend
At least, not yet.