I Like...

I like turbulent things storms that howl in thundering winds and cracks of light that I can see in I like mystery and intrigue too I like it eyes open and looking at you I like minds spoken and sharing views but when it’s firm it’s just us two. I like to push and be pushed back I like to seesaw on a one way track running on empty gaining no slack ... it drives me exhausts me and makes me give up but I like to cry and see just what I’m really made of I like it in comfort with pressure to grow I like it in heels after wine and a show I like a rough see and I like to grow ...it calms me knowing what to expect and I like showing that I’m Nature’s pet and I like my feet in the sand when I’m wet and I like my hands on a man you can bet ...it turns me on a turbulent see and when I’m calm it’s the other me and when I’m wrong you’ll never hear a longer stance then just before “you’re right dear” ...but I’ll mean it. I know what I’m like. ”...c’mon Professor, I’m bord; ...”