Who else would superman try be?

Who else would superman try to be, but me? Braced, ‘gainst

Lashing tongues of hailstorm, reaching climes,

Forgotten in Time, the soft cushion of my heart, you

With elves, birds, other angels, find new stories to lie on

Who could fathom me, find me, wandering the midst

Of hell, and pull me out with a hot as fuck style

Who would go to you, g, as your submissive

If you wanted me – ‘cept your wannabe, raelene?

Many worlds multiply in love’s frequency, fathomless

Depths reached, a smile sitting lotus seat – tho not alone, not

Me, who could get inside me  – but you – my kryptonite, g?