O my god
I haven’t explored all of you
Much to my regret
But this my senses tell me
You’re more than I can get
Wrapped folded and consumed.
Somewhere up on Krypton
There’s a precious little mold
That is broken for all time
Unreplaceable like you
It’s a tale not needed to be told.
Not a freckle not a speckle
You’re perfection
Down to your super toes
I bet
So lovely all those parts
That make you sexier
Than a triple threat
Body mind and soul.
Put them all together
They spell thunder
Such a wonder
My eyes will never be the same
Needing pleading bleeding.
Are you here to save the day
Or here to make mine
Explode
Into fractured little
Pieces
Oh the beauty
Never ceases.
But I digress
You’re not about beauty
You're here about
Truth justice and
The American way
So they say.
That is OK
You can start with me
I’m as helpless as a kitten
Once bitten
Twice smitten.
Coming apart at the seams.
Put me back together
With your Super glue
Meant for two
Me and you
Without adieu.
Up up and away
Can’t leave me here
This way
Danger calls
Kick down the walls
Come fly with me
Let’s fly
Let’s fly away.
I must say I haven't seen her, but, from your demeanor, she's a winner… At least in your sparkling eyes. Don't go to pieces too quickly. we need you to tell us how to get out of this economic mess we are in. It would be wonderful if Supergirl would swoop down and solve it, but she's fiction and you have the facts.
Your charming poetry always brings about renewed energy for sure to all who care to read. This I am a sure. It is indeed a great service to mankind.... Always a pleasure or some lesson you have to give,your poems rock!!!J K Roseline
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Love ya!
Jane
and leaves me flying high.
One look at her and I forget,
Who's that other Superguy?
Michael D.
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