Contrary and Captivating

[Payday Looksee]

kakashi, thanks for putting this one up. A few thoughts-- some along the lines of others here... By no means an exhaustive reflection, but some diverse ideas. I think you're on to something, though there is work to be done. I don't think you need to scrap it-- see how it responds to your molding, but be open to bleeding out one or two stanzas. I agree with Cousin Kil, though. Doesn't give the personal sense. I don't think you have too many images, though, which is a good start for sure. I look forward to watching it continue to brew.

First Revision:
I am a tornado
Maybe better let us figure that out later. Stating it up front doesn't convey the sense of gravity you might be trying for. It reminds me of a child dressed up in a tornado suit proclaiming his power.
reaching to Aether.
Classically, aether is more an "element" than a "place"- not synonymous with "the heavens" so much. I'd also not capitalize, for the same reason that you wouldn't capitalize "air" or "fire" necessarily.
Hands made body of glass
and howling creatures.
I'm a fan of "howling creatures", but I'm not sure why hands- we don't see them again
A slave to your winds
Your whims are my way
Although I'm uncertain
My direction won't change

I really like the tension between power and impotence in these first few lines

I am surely a danger,
Who is the speaker reassuring? Himself? It comes across as "insecure", which may be what you're going for
But you seem unfazed.
With canines of diamonds
You spare me your grace.
I'm not sold on the above two lines- the rhyme is shaky, "canines" is a bit clinical, and I'm having trouble with the imagery- can someone spare someone else with their teeth?
My lust is for loving
Your reaching my way punctuation could be good here. I'm a hyphen guy, but maybe see how a comma or semicolon works
Grammar unclear. Is "your reaching" the object of "loving"? Or do you mean to say "you're"? Or, Is "your reaching my way" one of a series of two things (+"your sapphire iris") that "has pierced through my grey"?
Your sapphire iris
Has pierced through my grey

I like your gemstone theme in this stanza. It's good enough to make a little more out of it- it stands in stark contrast to the fluid, grey, chaotic image of the storm

Tell me, oh Goddess
As youwho rules o'er thisthe plain
Why me you beckon
A product of rain again, punctuation would be good here
Your motions permitting, and here
Assuming they're true,
Make these winds blow West
and guide me to you

Why "assuming they're true"? At times the speaker seems to have unfailing trust, and at others, is uncertain. It might be nice to settle on some resolution of this tension by the end- either the speaker has convinced himself, or has decided to doubt...

Original:
I am a tornado
But you are my equator
Equal to nothing
And far beyond a savior
My passion's for precious
And constant obsession
My love, it can not be better

I am my own danger
But you are my angel
Blinding and fearless
In beauty I'm tangled
My lust is for loving
And for you mine's endless
My love, we've grown together

Perhaps I'm not hateful
Just learning to love
I was a child
Who questioned too much
And though I am certain
These words aren't enough
My love, I'm still getting better