Superman
I don't know how
to this. I guess
that's why i'm writing
it down.
You stand there, so
calm and collected. I
stare back just the same.
Inside, my heart
shatters, but it doesn't
show. I don't wince,
or cry or frown.
I wish I could
hear what you really
think. So wild and
reckless, you make
a tiger seem tame.
I love you, I miss
you, my super hero,
my superman.
shakeme4life commented on Superman
09-20-2010
Wakeitha commented on Superman
09-20-2010
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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