♀️ What I Like The Most ♀️ Poem by James McLain

What I like the most about my men,
Is the love that in their hearts does swell,
A tender touch, a passion's fire,
In moments where our souls do dwell.

The ocean vast, it speaks to me,
A mirror of their deep, strong hazel gaze,
With every wave, a pulse of life,
That echoes in the love we praise.

The sky above, so wide and free,
Is like their arms that hold me tight,
A boundless space where dreams come true,
In day's embrace or soft moonlight.

The wind that whispers through the night,
Is like their breath upon my skin,
A gentle breeze, a storm of need,
Where love and longing both begin.

And when the thunder rolls on high,
It's like the beat of their true hearts,
A force that shakes the world awake,
And from our souls, no storm departs.