Anything for me, That's what I'm told, So I tread lightly. The word anything is anything but light, In fact it holds a ton of weight. In and of itself, anything could easily cross lines. People have boundaries. There are triggers that when triggered, Hit with the force of the round in the chamber, Caused by when the hammer smacks the back, Thus igniting the primer and sending it flying. All in all too much pull could be overwhelming. Maybe I'll put the word almost in front, A reminder to push but keep her in mind. There's still a ton to explore Especially when almost anything is on the table.